It's time to resign.
For the merits of the decision to go to an inexperienced back up quarterback on the road in a three point game.
For the play call of having the inexperienced back up quarterback throwing on second and inches at the opposing 1 yard line, leading to the inevitable 108 yard TAInt.
For the fact that there are two running backs on the entire roster, neither of them healthy, durable, or very good.
For the fact that there isn't a single person in Philadelphia that sees this team doing anything but dropping the rest of its games this year.
For an offensive line that can't convert any short yardage situation.
For the inability to win any close game.
For the inability to win any game at night.
For the fact that when I did an image search for this post, I found tons of pages saying the exact same thing from, well, years ago.
For the fact that I could have, for the most part, written this a week ago.
For your own health, since you seem to react to failure by eating.
For your family, who probably can't be any worse off.
For sports talk radio, so they can find something else to talk about.
For the five to ten players who still seem to give a damn. (Please don't ask me who they are. I'm mostly guessing at this point.)
For the fans of the franchise, who would like to have any lingering good memory of your time.
And for the sake of the nation, who really shouldn't have to look at you on Thanksgiving.
Quit. Like your team, like your brain, like this season.
We won't think any less of you at this point, because it's just not possible.
Sunday, November 23, 2008