Jason Babin's Wife and Reuben Frank Exchanged Twitter Jabs Last Night
I’m not sure how this started, or why. But here’s what we know: At around 10 p.m. last night, when most of us were tuned in to Sunday Night Football or the Phillies MLB Playoffs, CSN’s Reuben Frank and Jason Babin’s defensive wife, Sara, exchanged a few shots on Twitter.
Unless there was a Tweet deleted somewhere along the way, it seemingly started when Sara took exception to something Frank wrote about Jason and his defensive line mates. Perhaps this, a confusing retweet questioning Babin and Trent Cole: [Frank only wrote "we have been"]
Or this, in his article about the Eagles defensive line failing them:
The Eagles’ biggest disappointment has been the absolute inability of this highly-touted defensive line to take over football games. To take quarterbacks out of their comfort zone. To get to quarterbacks and sack them. It cost them again Sunday. Zero pressure. Zero pressure early, zero pressure late.
Whatever it was, Sara didn’t take kindly to the mild – and fair – criticism of her husband, who has two and a half sacks in five games. She tweeted at Frank (which was later favorited by her husband):
Nice, invoking the woman thing and (incorrectly) accusing Grilled Reuben of not knowing much about football.
Frank, always fiery, um, fired back. Twice:
That’s all. Show’s over. But Sara seemed completely out of line and overly sensitive about what I thought was a fair critique– if the Eagles are only going to rush four and refuse to blitz, then Babin et al. need to step it up a bit.
Of course, it’s not the first time the Babins have gotten all butt-hurt over something written on the interwebtuals. Last year, Jason, his PR person and myself went back and forth over Babin’s whining about guaranteed contracts. Babin couldn’t understand why the common folk were irked by his irrational insistence that NFL players needed job security, something that almost no other profession offers. That squabble is over now, so no sense in rehashing it. But we’ll continue to wish that the Babins would just stop being so sensitive… and, you know, maybe sack someone.