Tuesday, November 15, 2005

I See Dead People

The Philadelphia Eagles never had a chance last night. It just took them 57 minutes to realize that.

They acted as if they did. They were winning 7-0, 14-7, 17-7, 20-7, and finally 20-14. They were smiling, laughing, totally imbued in winning in front of their ravenous home crowd. Barkeep! Cheesesteaks and Yards for everyone.

Bill Parcell's younger brother Don died last Wednesday. Bill Parcells went to the funeral on Monday morning. Don Parcells' spirit then accompanied his big brother Bill down the NJ Turnpike to Lincoln Financial Field in Philly. Nicknamed The Linc.
There was a link.
Dallas Cowboy Roy Williams, uniform number 31, intercepted an ill-advised late game pass from the soon-to-be much maligned Eagle QB, Donavan McNabb, and ran it in 47 yards for the winning game margin of 21-20. His score followed a previous Cowboy score 21 seconds earlier.

Don Parcells, West Point grad, Purple Heart award soldier in Vietnam, successful banker, and late brother to Coach Parcells wore 31 as a running back when he played for Army. He even scored a touchdown in the annual Army-Navy game with Prez. Kennedy (ex-Navy) in attendance. In Philly.

Roy Williams, the excellent Cowboy linebacker, put the hurt on the Eagles last year when he collar-tackled (now an illegal method of snuffing out an offensive player) Terrell Owens, ending his regular season. Last night, #31 was channelling Don Parcells. He could see dead people. Unfortunately, the Iggles could not, until there were were only 3 minutes left in the game.

Cool beans, huh?

I didn't know the history about the jersey number, but karma is magic.
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