Sad but Proud

Sad to say that the Eagles lost tonight to the NFC East first place New York Giants....

Actually, that's a lie. It's not really that sad to say. Yes it sucks that they lost, but actually I'm really proud of how they played. They took the Giants to the brink, losing in overtime to a fieldgoal. They aren't playing for anything else this year except for three things: pride, fans, and to spoil playoff hopes of our division rivals. They played their hearts out tonight and attempted to satisfy all three. They aren't our Eagles we know, it's the JV squad out there, but watching them play the way they did made me feel better about Eagles football then I've felt in a very long time. If that's how we can play when there is nothing left to play for, when we don't have our superstars, when we are facing a first place team.... well, let's just say these NFC pricks better watch out when we come back next year.

What was REALLY disappointing was that I could have gone to this game! My mom got offered Hank Fraley's tickets on Friday night, didn't really want to go, and told the guy that she had to ask me first if I wanted them. Of course he gave them away, and I didn't get to go. Ladies, here's a life lesson: if someone offers you tickets to a professional sports event, and you know a male of the species, TAKE THE FUCKING TICKETS PLEASE! I love my mom... but God damn.

Aside from that, weekend wasn't too bad. Played pool on Saturday. Got a little pissed and here's why. My game got progressively better as the day wore on, and eventually I was really happy with how I was playing. Yet I couldn't win a game for the life of me. Here is how five games laid out:

1. Played Kent, had worst ball set ever. Finally, when I got some makeable shots, I ran down to the 8, missed, and watched as Kent ran his 3 remaining and the 8 to win.

2. Played Jay, insert above game description to the T.

3. Played Jay, quick game, left with one remaining tough shot, I left him with only a bank on the eight ball for the win... and he hits it.

4. Played Kent, crushed him, he had five balls of his left on the table when I'm down to take my game winning 8-ball shot. But wait, I sink the 8 and scratch in the side, aka I lose.

5. Down to my final ball against Jay, park the cue on the rail behind my ball so he has no shot on the 8-ball. Find myself off the table when he makes a masse around my safety to win.

Grrr.... whatever.