365 Day 55
It really hurts to look at this photo. I can seriously shed a tear or two right now looking at it. No I’m not kidding. Three days later it is just starting to become reality what occurred moments after this picture was taken.
My Philadelphia Eagles were defeated by the Arizona Cardinals 32-25 in Phoenix, Arizona. This denied them a trip to Tampa for Super Bowl 43. Their cinderella season came to an end right before my eyes among all the loser bandwagon Cardinals fans.
I have been religiously following this football team since I was a little boy. I live, breath, and die Eagles football. I don’t think there is a fan in existence as passionate I am about this team. I know its professional sports and it’s about the money and the betting and all of that shit. But I don’t care, one of the extreme passions I have in life is my Philadelphia Eagles.
Between the road trip with Kelsey, driving out there, hanging out at the tailgate with the hundreds of Eagles fans we met, high fiving all the Eagles fans in the stadium, singing the fight song while taking a piss in the urinal right before kickoff, and the extreme level of optimism for this game, this was by far the hardest loss I’ve ever ensued watching this football team. Today was actually the first day I’ve felt kind of a little okay about it. Coming to terms with it I guess. I feel like my dog just died or something. If you follow a team as passionately as I follow this one and have experienced this, you know what I mean.
I’m not even going to watch the Super Bowl. I don’t even want anything to do with sports right now or for weeks or months. That aside, it was a fantastic experience. I actually was such a nut that after one of our touchdowns I made it on TV. A couple of people said they saw me. I was the cheerleader for my whole entire section of Eagles fans. I met so many cool Eagles fans there, the excitement level was mind blowing. Which made the disappoint that much worse.
I guess you take the highs with the lows. Better to have love and lost than to never have loved at all. I keep telling myself, it’s just a fucking game, who cares! I’ll get over it.
Taken January 18th, 2009
Posted January 21st, 2009