It's Tea Time

I am emotionally drained today. I spent most of last night on the Eagles forums, until about 3AM, discussing this passionately with fellow fans. I am heart broken over the entire ordeal.

For those of you who have not figured it out, I am an Eagles fan. A huge Eagles fan. It began in 1989 when I was about 10 years old with Randall Cunningham, and it just kept on going. I love that team, and now I am torn.

I have posted about Michael Vick before, and why I think he is a horrible, unforgivable, human being. You can find that post probably three or four below this one, who's counting. I don't need to rehash that.

What I suppose I needed to do was just write this, because after all of the arguing about what is right or wrong in this case I need a respite. It saddens me, so terribly, that it had to be my team to do this. I never saw it coming, I don't think many fans did. Two days ago I was as excited as I'd ever been about an Eagles season, what with the pickup of Maclin and the performance of Jackson last year, who wouldn't be? It seemed to me we finally had some pieces of the puzzle we had all always bitched about, and maybe our time had finally come.

Now, that time is tainted for me and for many others. Sure there are plenty who see no problem with the Vick signing, and I envy them their pleasure. Their excuses are many: from flat out not caring, to rationalizing that he has paid his dues, to quoting the Bible. To me, there are no excuses. Deep down the reason this man was brought to our team was sheer greed, nothing more, nothing less. Acting as though it is a good act to prop him up, to forgive him...that this was the virtuous thing to do, makes swallowing the whole situation all the harder.

Life goes on I suppose. I have said my piece here, and I have made my opinion known to the Eagles organization and my fellow fans. There is nothing left for me to do.

Tonight, I will grab myself a copy of the new Madden, and maybe a twelve pack to drown my sorrows. Tomorrow, I will get on with living.