Allow Me To Agree with Les Bowen

Whoa. What’s this? I must not be feeling well (I’m not– nasty acid reflux all weekend). I… agree with Les Bowen and his, dare I say, excellent take in the smaller, more portable version of the two newspapers that owners of the Inquirer, Daily News and Philly.com insist on printing each day:

I thought we might be moving in the right direction with that meeting Bradford called in the room next to the locker-room showers before the New Orleans game, given that Bradford went on to engineer a solid win. But the QB went out the next week against a terrible Giants defense and seemed to be trying to keep the New Yorkers in the game.

If this is all there is, then the trade was stupid and Kelly has wasted his third season, at least. We might one day look back and decide this was when he inflicted a mortal wound on his Eagles tenure.

Maybe that’s why I’m reluctant to dismiss Bradford before the season is half-done, to start concocting offseason scenarios involving Colin Kaepernick or Matthew Stafford or some college quarterback who looked pretty good in beating Kansas last week. The stakes are large.

Agreed!

I can only assume the Kaep talk has come from the radio airwaves and, perhaps, Eliot Shorr-Parks and Andrew Porter virtually shouting at each other about the non-existent trade potential:

Gah. Guys. Settle down. If the Eagles trade for Colin Kaepernick today, I will eat my hat (preferably with some soothing herbs due to said acid problem). I’m not in opposition to Kaepernick over Bradford, at all, and think Kaep can be salvaged in a system where, I don’t know, the offensive coordinator is something other than the real-life equivalent of a drunk guy playing Madden 2004 with Michael Vick and running all verts-scramble options all game. But, though I don’t love Bradford, he has improved three of the last four weeks. He’s still not good, but his deer pupils have indeed adjusted to the ever-present oncoming headlights. What was the President’s slogan in Wag The Dog? Don’t change horses mid stream? Yeah, that. Bradford is a boat, and Kaepernick is a mystery box. Sure, he could be anything, but he’ll probably just be another boat. I mean, I know it’s tough to resist the allure of the mystery box… but we’re (almost) nautical now. The Eagles could – should, even – win the division. Let’s see where this thing takes us.

Bradford might not be the long-term solution, and I wouldn’t be morally opposed to seeing Kaepernick with Chip Kelly, but all this chatter is the ultimate in bye week hype, more so than a jackass writing about how rich Villanova grads are. Come on. I’m slowly talking myself into Bradford. I’ve stared at his picture for hours now and… well, it’s finally moving! Don’t hit me with a pop-up. Not now!

DAMMIT.