The moment we signed Vick I went on the record, on this very site, with a clear message: We are doomed. We are doomed because we are (now) the kind of team that would sign Michael Vick. Yes, Vick is also a mediocre/incredibly over-hyped QB who will not win games for us, I said, but never mind about that. We are doomed because we've sold our souls to the devil -- Why? To sell a few jerseys? -- and all we can do now is wait for the karma to bite us back. Hard.
And it has all come to pass, exactly as I said.
This does not give me any pleasure to say. Well it sort of does. Depressed as I am that my team stinks like a pile, I'm enjoying saying 'I told you so" for two reasons -- one little/amusing, and one giant/important. The little amusing reason is this: A great many of you jumped as hard as you could on me when I said we had signed our own death sentence when we invited Vick onto the team. You dissed me, you called me a "hater", yada yada. And now I stand before you, vindicated. I am not a fan of the victory dances ballers do every time they do something half-way admirable...it's embarrassing, especially when their team is 4-8...but I guess this post is a miniature victory dance. You'll forgive me, I'm sure.
But the real reason I am happy to be writing this is because I think that the imploding the Eagles are doing right now (just as I said they would) hopefully will translate into a house-cleaning when this season ends. Soon, I am thinking, we will be carving the disease out of the organization and saying Goodbye coaching staff! Goodbye sociopath dog-killer! And then maybe this slow, gruesome decay that began when we signed T.O. and now is about to hit rock bottom can end. And we can begin anew. And that's something we ALL can be happy about.
Let's just hope that Lurie doesn't get anymore genius ideas this time around. What a douche.