Winding up an Eagles' fan is about as easy as winding your wristwatch.
Lemme tell y'all a little story, if I might...
It was a couple of years ago and the Steelers had just played host to the previously unbeaten New England Patriots. The week that followed what was a monstrous thrashing of the Pats, the unbeaten Eagles came to Heinz Field. I got 50-yd. line seats from the owner of my dealership and called one of my buddies from Philly. He came in, in full garb and away to the North Shore we went. We tailgated for awhile and went to our seats. He was definitely in enemy territory, but was still rooting for the Eagles as they trotted out on to the field, completely unaware of their eminent doom. I think the score was somewhere in the neighborhood of 24-3 at halftime, Steelers (of course).
The 2nd half starts and my buddy is NOWHERE to be found. Somewhere in the middle of the 4th quarter, I get up to drain the main vein and I see him standing out by the concession stands watching on one of the TVs - his Eagles' hat tucked firmly in his back pocket, by this point. He said he just couldn't muster up the cohones to come back to the seats and witness the beating, surrounded by all those black-n'-gold-wearin' fans.
As we drove out, we passed another green-shirted head-hanger. My buddy rolled down his window, looked at this pathetic soul and simply said, "Ouch. I can't believe I drove 5 hours for this crap."
"Once in awhile, you can get shown the light in the strangest of places, if you look at it right." - R. Hunter
"If we had any nerve at all, if we had any real balls as a society, or whatever you need, whatever quality you need, real character, we would make an effort to really address the wrongs in this society, righteously." - Jerry Garcia