Well the Eagles are in the playoffs. I hoped to wake up this morning to news that the Eagles had beaten the Cowboys, keeping them and their coch-a-roach fugazi fans out of the playoffs. I held no realistic hope that a win would also put the Eagles into the post-season, but as it turned out, everything fell into its right place and all of the sudden the Birds look like a hell of a dangerous team.
I'm sure that watching the highlights of the game on nfl.com pales in comparison to seeing it live, but it's still terribly gratifying. A perfect blend of schadenfreude and fruition.
So, to the hapless Dallas Cowboys, and specifically Mr. Romo (who I heard passed out in the shower after the game and bruised his uterus), who went from seemingly Super Bowl bound to missing the playoffs in a few short months (and managed to trade 3 draft picks for a receiver who didn't catch 20 balls in 10 games), I would like to dedicate this little diddy. You guys are the best.
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