I wanted it to be easy, but I know, you know, we all know that if the Eagles are to ever win the Super Bowl, they aren’t going to do it as a wire to wire machine that steamrolls the competition on the way to a championship. That’s just not how it goes here. You know it will have to involve a crippling injury, fear, misery, Paxil and gratuitous amounts of alcohol. The Eagles are meant to do it as an underdog because, you know, #Rocky.
I wrote the above after several beers the night we learned Carson Wentz was likely done for the season with a torn ACL in attempt to find a silver lining in the harsh reality that the football gods were once again collectively unzipping their pants, crossing streams and showering into our mouths. Of course, I didn’t realize Nick Foles would be this bad, nor did I realize the NFC’s top-seed would be an actual Vegas underdog in its opening playoff game because it, quite literally, never happens.
This is an interesting game because the Falcons were made 2½-point favorites late Saturday night to beat the Eagles, who had the best record in the NFC and are playing at home. Since the NFL went to a 12-team playoff format in 1990, no No. 1 seed has been an underdog in its first playoff game.
In fact, the majority of talk leading up to Saturday’s showdown isn’t centered around the matchup itself, it’s about disrespect and the underdog role. National media, local media, fans, players, coaches–it’s all underdog all the time. Hell, there’s even a Bleacher Report cartoon relating Nick Foles to, you guessed it, ROCKY! I’m sure some people somehow will feel slighted by this–nobody likes when their favorite team gets picked on–but it got a laugh from me. I particularly enjoy the cutaway to Alshon Jeffery asking, “What the fuck are we going to do?”
It’s funny (sad?) because it’s probably true. Have a look:
Kyle: Worth noting the guys who make this are from Philly and Eagles fans, and so they get it.