Tweet   As an Eagles fan, it’s been a hellish year for me and since I’m looking for someone to blame, I’ve decided to dig through the season’s events, in reverse, as I look to find the one sole reason the 2011 campaign has taken years off my life. January, 2012  I have to watch

Tweet   When I was ten years old, my father took a lost young boy to an Eagles game. I was hooked the moment I walked through the tunnel. For reasons I no longer ask questions about, my lost and lonely self found a passion and a best friend that would come in many forms over

Tweet   Yeah, yeah, it’s Thursday.  I know, I know, I’m late. I took a much needed relaxation day on Monday, followed by two straight days of baby room work. My wife had a full list of honey-do’s, basically ensuring I wouldn’t get to enjoy much of my time off during the holidays. I had

Tweet     The NFL is a bad product.  I know what you’re thinking… “Dar! You’re back to drinking Drano again? You’ve got kids now!” Well, yes. Do you have any idea how tasty Drano is? The NFL stinks. It really does. Every team, every player, every coach collectively stinks. League-wide inconsistency is all the

Tweet   The good thing about having a kid is, literally, reliving your childhood all over again.  Coming home from work, then heading to a holiday lighted hay ride is a good way to forget my adult responsibilities that would otherwise send me to my Maker’s Mark and humidor. The other day, I drove past

Tweet   The Holidays are here, though you wouldn’t know it judging by the weather.  It feels more like St. Patty’s Day is on the horizon, rather than Christmas. Temps in the mid-60s, the sun is shining but to be honest, it deters from the holiday experience. See, come Thanksgiving, I transform in to Clark

Tweet   On Thanksgiving night, I paid close attention to the San Francisco-Baltimore game not just because it was a fine display of two fearsome defenses but because it was the first time in NFL history that the opposing head coaches were brothers. This was important to me. I talk a lot about my sports

Tweet   The most overused line in the history of cinema is Pacino’s, “just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in,” from Godfather Part III.  It’s overused for a number of reasons, not the least of which is most people just aren’t very creative. (I always appreciate the rare movie line

Tweet A funny thing happened on Sunday morning. I suppose I could relate it to the calming feeling some have described while on their death bed. I was driving across the Walt Whitman bridge on my way to the stadium and an understanding of the season’s death came to mind, followed quickly by an eerie

Tweet   Yep. That’s me and Voodoo Brown, himself, enjoying some Monday night madness in the parking lot before the Eagles – Bears game. I believe the word you’re searching for is…handsome. Got two things burning on me as I write this. One of disgust, one of fond remembrance. Here we go… Let me begin