Most readers (all 9 of you) of this blog share with us a love of Syracuse athletics - as such, many of you live in NY and are fans of the NY Giants. Many of my friends - including my girlfriend - love the Giants. As you all know, I'm an Eagles fan. I have loved the Eagles since I was three years old and my mom took me to visit my great grandmother in Philly.
Looking back on it 30 years later, I've decided three year olds don't make the best decisions, but what's done is done. Over the past three decades my passion for the Eagles has grown. I love this team more than John Daly loves drinking beer at Hooters. It's irrational, completely stupid and usually provokes me to write posts after games about how Andy Reid should be fired. Hey, it happens.
So for the next two days, I hate you all. No offense or anything - I just hate your guts. I hate your crappy team. I hate the Giants colors, I hate Eli, I hate Brandon Jacobs and I hate the ghosts of Michael Strahan and Tiki Barber. I wish you nothing but misery this weekend. Monday we can all go back to being friends but for now I'm officially in Brian Dawkins mode.