I lie on my couch, shoes off, head tilted at just the right angle to see my parents' high definition television, which showed Michael Vick ripping off a long run.
Yes. YES! Y-E-S! NOOOO!!!
Sandwiched between Kareem Moore and DeAngelo Hall, you could almost hear the audible crunch of Vick's ribs. My mouth hung agape, a tear coming into my eye and dripping down my left cheek. I realize it's over.
There goes my fantasy football week. And according to most, there goes the hope of the Philadelphia Eagles season.
On Monday, it was divulged that Michael Vick sustained cracked cartilage between his second and third ribs. Nothing broken, but bad enough to merit an all out Philadelphia area anxiety attack. Maybe the Mayans were wrong about the world ending in 2012. Maybe this is the beginning...
The comeback, the rehabilitation, the city's hope riding on a QB's shoulders...only to have those shoulders crunched together at the end of a run that wouldn't have counted anyway.
With McNabb gone and Kevin Kolb concussed in the first game of the season, it was Vick riding in on the white horse to save the Eagles' season from disaster, ineptness, and a man named Kolb.
But with the injury suffered in Sunday's Washington game, the hope has faded. It's over, according to the pundits. According to everyone, actually.
Or is all this just a "short-sighted, fear induced, Kevin Kolb's our quarterback, what the hell do we do now" response? Rest easy, everyone. Here are a few reasons why I believe the Eagles' season is not lost just yet...
Vick has no broken bones, according to the X-ray on Sunday and MRI taken on Monday of his battered and bruised body. He has yet to be ruled out for Sunday's game against the San Francisco 49ers. That may be because they want the 49ers to have to game plan for both QBs or because Andy Reid was too busy eating a Philly cheesesteak sandwich during the media hour and couldn't talk with his mouth full.
Either way, with Kolb or Vick, they're playing the 0 and 4 49ers. This injury couldn't have happened at a better time. A little league baseball team—not a little league football team— hell, an under-14 soccer team could beat the 2010 49ers. A soccer team!
The 49ers couldn't score on the Eagles even if everyone on the team suddenly came down with a case of food poisoning from Taco Bell and they had to field a team with just Kevin Kolb, one offensive lineman, and the Philadelphia Eagles mascot, Swoop. Alex Smith would throw an interception to Swoop, maybe two or three, and the Eagles would come away with a victory. That's with the whole team down due to Volcano Nachos poisoning from the local Taco Bell.
Say Vick's out a game—the 49ers game—and Kevin Kolb is forced back into the starting lineup. Couldn't they still beat the 49ers? Just bandage McCoy and his broken ribs up, ask Kolb to manage the game, and tell your defense to maybe try and make a stop for once. Just try. Please, stop the other team just once for the love of God!
Hell, even bring in a decrepit, aging, has-been QB to take the field in case of Kolb-itis. So it would be Kolb, an extremely old QB back-up in diapers, an offensive lineman, and Swoop playing offense, defense, and special teams. I'd put money down in Vegas on the Eagles still. Like I said, I'd take an under-14 soccer team against the 49ers.
The Eagles would then come back home to face Atlanta at Lincoln Financial Field before a raucous and boo-happy crowd. Vick could have two broken legs, have both arms in a sling, and have suffered a concussion falling out of bed in the morning, and I believe he'd still do everything within his power to play against the Atlanta Falcons, his old team.
Of course, Kolb would be involved in this game too, pushing Vick's wheelchair around the field while Vick, without the use of both arms and legs, side armed the ball five yards to DeSean Jackson and watched as the speedy wide receiver did the rest.
You're telling me Vick wouldn't make it back for the Atlanta game? He's too injured, his pain threshold is too low? Bull.
The rest of the Eagles schedule is no cakewalk—Indianapolis, Houston, Dallas (twice), and Minnesota—but with Vick back at the helm in two weeks time (according to me), who's to say they don't beat three or four of their divisional rivals and sneak into the playoffs on the legs and left arm of Vick?
All is not lost. The comeback story is not over. It's just stalled for a moment or two. It's in a free fall, but the engines are about to kick back on to full throttle and we're about to level off. Philly fans, and fans of exciting football in general, can breathe a sigh of relief.
Because this is the type of story Americans love: a disgraced former QB, held accountable for his atrocious and ugly acts, back and better than before. Vick 2.0. It is that age old story of redemption in sports that comes along all to infrequently. It can't end like this. It won't.
Let's not jump on the "it's over, Kevin Kolb will implode on the field" bandwagon just yet. Andy Reid will manage the game against the winless 49ers, and Vick will return (I'm not a doctor, but I'd like to be) against the Falcons and rip up the field yet again.
Disheartened Philly fans, don't hang your heads. Don't listen to the pundits. All is not lost; the season is not in the garbage bin. Vick's coming back. For the love of God, I sure hope so. He's on my fantasy football team and I need him, maybe even more so than you guys do.