For this edition of the Happy Eagles/Sad Eagles Chronicles I thought I’d just post the text message convo I just had with my cousin Derrick. He’s a huge Redskins fan and so we talk — or should I say *text* — smack back and forth to each other on Sundays. He grew up and lives right outside of Philly in So. Jersey, which makes it doubly weird that he wasn’t drafted into Eagles Nation, but whatevs…
I’m sitting in Chicago O’Hare on a layover and was in transit for most of the PHI/BAL game but I got a text from D as I was sipping on my mocha frappuccino and as soon as I saw his name, I knew it was gonna be bad. Below is the correspondence…
—– SMS Text—–
From: 609——-
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 5:10 PM
Subject: LMAO. EAGLES LOLLMAO. EAGLES LOL
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To: 6096705943
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 3:22 PM
Subject: Aw damn…Aw damn… I just got off a plane in CHI and I’m looking for a tv. Did those bamas lose to bmore? I swear…
—– SMS Text—–
From: 609——-
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 5:24 PM
Subject: Erin they Benched McNabb.Erin they benched McNabb. And yes theyre losing 36-7
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To: 609——-
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 3:26 PM
Subject: No f-in way.No f-in way. I was watching in peoria when he threw the int. So reid actually made a decision huh? Wow, I have on an eagles sweatshirt rite now… So ashamed
—– SMS Text—–
To: 609——-
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 3:27 PM
Subject: I quit these bamas during the…I quit these bamas during the first half of every game. But this time I mean it
—– SMS Text—–
From: 609——-
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 5:28 PM
Subject: Whateva no your not.Whateva no your not. Youre like all the rest. Lol
—– SMS Text—–
To: 609——-
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 3:30 PM
Subject: Dude I’m *so* quitting them…Dude, I’m *so* quitting them… Just zipped up my bubble vest to cover up the bird on my chest
—– SMS Text—–
From: 609——-
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 5:34 PM
Subject: HAIL TO THE REDSKINSHAIL TO THE REDSKINS
To: 609——-
Sent: Nov 23, 2008 3:38 PM
Subject: Sh** at this point I agree…Sh** at this point I agree… “Hail victory/Braves on the warpath… ;) soon as I get home I’m trashing everything green I own.
Call me a turncoat. Call me a fairweather fan. Whatever. I’ll be over it and back in the pocket by midweek but obviously unless a miracle occurs, this season is pretty much a wash. Exhale.
Record: 5-5-1