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Sunday, December 2, 2007

Eagles/Seahawks Breakdown Recap


Eagles/Seahawks: Third Quarter Ramblings

And we start the quarter with Moose Tits questioning the play call of the Eagles final play down on the goal line.

BAM! Sheldon Brown RUNS THROUGH BOBBY ENGRAM LIKE A CARDBOARD BOX!

Very reminiscent of his hit on Reggie Bush in the playoffs last season.


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TD BWest. If he's not the most complete back in the sport, I don't know who is. Moose and i might actually have that in common.

JMU Duke Akeem Jordan just brought the house on the ensuing kickoff. Where's Mike Irvin to scream JACKED UP! for me? Oh, that's right, off-the-air where he belongs.

(Photo: sportsbastards.com)


Punt goes out of bounds.


And the Eagles proceed to punt and give the Hawks great field position. And speaking of Sheldon Brown, he put his head down, and threw Mo Morris an "Ole'" tackle. TD Seattle.

AJ living on the edge, looking for a couple of deep balls to the likes of G Lewis and Reggie Brown in double coverage.

Akers shanks a field goal attempt. If anyone ever questioned Neck Beard's importance to this team, shut your pie hole. Sav Rocca, I knew Koy Detmer. Koy Detmer was a friend of mine. Punter, you're no Koy Detmer.

(Photo: SI/CNN)

They kicked it to Reno! Five guys swarmed to him unmolested, and wisely he called a fair catch. Brains and brawn. Fear him.

3rd and 7, AJ pulls his best McNabb and fires a pass to no one.

Corky gives us a run down of McNabb's injury history. And Sheldon, he who leveled Nate Burlson and did a great turnstile impression with Mo Morris, goes up and picks on off.

"I know they had Terrell Owens with them for a while." -Moose

A while? Hmm. What color is the sky in your world?

Feeley slides awkwardly and gets booed. And proceeds to float the ball directly at Julian Peterson. (he's on the other team). BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO!

Moose tells us how to call plays.

There it is. "When I was in Dallas..." Did he go to the Chris Collinsworth School of Broadcasting?

And that's the end of the 3rd.

28-24 Seahawks.

Eagles/Seahawks: Second Quarter Thoughts Ramblings

Just as I mentioned they were feeding Alexander, Eagles D looks strong in shutting him down at the onset of the 2nd, and forced a missed field goal.

When did JR Reed learn how to lay wood?

Sav Rocca, he of Aussie rules football fame, had a chance to light up Burlson. Poor effort. Gave him the old forearm shiv out of bounds. I expected more. Than again, he's the only rookie who is a card carrying AARP member.

In honor of our announcers...a nice Moose knuckle. That one's for you Daryl.

Speaking of Nate, how is he so wide open on his TD reception? You can shut down Moss, but not Nate Burlson? Oh that's right, Moss was doggin' it.

Eagles respond. Feeley shows a little Donny Mac with a shake and bake, shuffle pass to BWest, a few plays later throws a duck that happens to land right in Kevin Curtis' belly.

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Daddy should tell that little googly-eyed girl in the Ford Escape Hybrid commercial that those judgmental "people in that part of town" who don't appreciate you driving a big SUV, can kiss your ass. Then make your little girl walk her sassy self over there. It's better for the environment.

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A couple of sacks (not the sacs in the booth) by the Eagles D and here comes the Seahawks punter. Bounces out of bounds. They don't want to kick it to Mahe! You game plan around him. He's so explosive. The Stormin' Mormon.

Know who Reno looks like? Little Charlie, former Eagles assistant coach.

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Birds drive down the field, get to the goal-line only to be stopped on 4-downs after being 1st and goal from the one. A high school coach of mine had a term for effort like this. "Sad dick." That about sums up the half. Sad. Dick.

Halftime: 21-17 Seahawks.

The Blonde Bomber just called Buckhalter, "Burkhalter." Not quite as good as Kato's mother calling him "Carl Cornbucker," but I liked the effort.