The million-dollar question has always been “Why are you an Eagles fan if you are from Chicago?” And you know what? I’ve never been able to give a straight answer when asked. I usually come up with a generic, “I never got into the Bears, but for some reason I really like Philly.”
Well I now know the real answer; It’s the drama.
Inevitably, at some point in time, most people find themselves in one of those relationships where all aspects are absurdly passionate and overly theatrical. One minute you are absolutely head over heels, and the next fighting like there is no tomorrow.
Well, that is how I am choosing to explain my love for the Philadelphia Eagles. Sometimes I feel abused (like right now), but there is an equal amount of time that I could not feel more proud to wear midnight green.
Andy Reid tore my heart out last year by letting Brian Dawkins walk away, and yet back then, I had no idea that the worst was yet to come. It seems the more I love a player, the more likely I am to lose him.
At the same time, deep down I know there is a reason that Philadelphia is perennially a contender. To once again use the relationship analogy, these feelings become like a drug. You deal with the hard times, because you know when the good times come again, they are going to be unbelievable.
At least I can keep telling myself that.