Football and wine is a new combination for me. Usually it's football and beer. Or football and drugs (a perfect Saturday afternoon). Or all of the above. But Stacey isn't feeling good so we just stayed home to watch this game and I had wine left over from dinner last night and no beer in the house. Going out for beer would have meant spending money I really don't have, so I'm just drinking shiraz and watching the Eagles trounce the Patriots.They look like total ass out there. The Patriots I mean. Apparently they haven't won a preseason game yet. And they definitely aren't winning this one. It's not actually over yet, but I'm getting bored. We are destroying them.
DeSean Jackson is my fucking hero. He is doing a fantastic job. And Demps got a huge touchdown off a return, at least 100 yards. McNabb actually did a decent job and didn't do anything to piss me off or fuck anything up. They put Kolb in at the end of the 3rd quarter and Stacey remarked on his precision. I have to agree. I fucking love him.
She didn't make it through the whole game. Poor Stacey is sick and went to bed pretty early. I'm still up, drinking red wine and sort of watching the end of this preseason game. I feel really good about the upcoming season. We have some fantastic players, and as long as the old man doesn't hurt himself or fuck shit up for us again, I think we'll have a good year.
I'm looking forward to it.
