So Long Mr. Childress

The verdict will be out on Romeo Crennel for quite some time, but the verdict on Brad Childress came in late in the 4th quarter last night when the Eagles, down by 10 points, raced down the field at a snails pace and score a touchdown. While some might credit Childress for getting his team within a field goal, I would condemn him for all but giving the game away by wasting so much time from the clock. What a joke. Instead of being in a hurry-up offense, McNabb was insisting the Eagles get into a huddle, and it wasn't one of those snappy huddles either. Then, after the Eagles scored and were fortunate to get the ball back with under a minute left, Childress and the Eagles promptly tried 3 times before they were able to give away the game for good. First, McNabb dumped a pass off to Westrbrook the Westbrook chose to catch even though his team had no time outs and he had no chance of gaining any yards, much less getting out of bounds. Then in the ensuing rush to call the next play it became clear that Childress had only called one play in the previous huddle cause the Eagles had no idea what they were doing. Jeez, a six-year old would have called two plays in the previous huddle, even if the second one was "T.O., you just go long on the next play." Then, finally, mercifully, McNabb tosses the predictable INT to make the Eagles offensive offensive performance official. Brad Childress, I am really, really happy you are not coming to Cleveland.

Some might say McNabb had a good game cause he threw for a lot of yards, but he didn't. He was out of sync all night, rarely threw a ball where his receivers could catch it and run, and generally looking like he was throwing with a broken bone in his hand. McNabb never ran for a significant gain either. Even when his team should have been taking some chances, he rarely threw downfield and there was never a play call that attempted to take advantage of his mobility. Two weeks ago McNabb made Mike Vick look like a high school kid playing NFL QB. This week, the Patriots made McNabb look like a college kid trying to get by in the Super Bowl. And Tom Brady, despite a game where he didn't seem to have the deep-ball accuracy he usually does, came out looking like he always does -- a winner.

Finally, is it not 1000% utterly astounding that Bill Freaking Belichek is now considered next to God Himself? I don't think I will ever fully comprehend it. Intellectually, yes, I get it and it makes sense. But emotionally, no, it's just too unlikely to fully believe.