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Will The Philadelphia Eagles Ever See a Super Bowl Win?
Written by Scott McGinnis | Goombay Tally Blog | goombaytally.com | Philadelphia Eagles l 14 Oct 2016
I’m not going to lie to you … I’m an unrepentant Philadelphia Eagles fan who has “See the Philadelphia Eagles win the Super Bowl,” boldly scribbled on my bucket list in green ink.
Mind you, that particular item on the list is sadly tear-smudged on my rough-edged and repeatedly folded bucket list of dream vacations, near-unachievable goals, and distant desires.
Telling my friends that seeing a Philadelphia Eagles Super Bowl win and lining up along Broad Street with thousands of other “Brotherly Love” fans is actually on my bucket list typically solicits the same response from everyone: “But that’s an achievement that you have zero (personal) control over.”
In fact, that achievement lies squarely on the shoulders of a professional coaching staff, a high-octane offense, and a rock-solid defense right?
Yep … the truth is … I don’t really care. Not at all.
Like all true blue (midnight green) Philadelphia Eagles fans, I sat in my man-cave during Super Bowl XXXIX with my cheese pizza, imitation Philly cheese-steaks, Texas hot wings, and cold Budweiser while watching a barrage of painful Philadelphia three-and-outs, and a great Eagles team that seemingly forgot that they were playing a future Hall of Fame coach and quarterback in the biggest game of their careers.
I wanted to throw up.
We all watched in frustration and excruciating sadness as the Eagles’ offense failed to execute in the first half, and finally exerted a sense of urgency in the final minutes of the game that mirrored (11) nine-year-old little boys being ordered by their mothers to attend Sunday School — lethargically shuffling off to St. John’s First Baptist down a dusty country road.
We all experienced the pain and heart-ache of watching Bill Belichick and Tom Brady cruising to their third Lombardi Trophy (in four years).
Ugh … Barf!
I wanted to throw my television out the window. And knowing far too many hardcore Eagles fans, I’m certain Best Buy stores across The City and southern New Jersey saw a stampede of customers shopping for brand new Sony television sets on Monday morning.
Yes, the 2005 Super Bowl loss still stings our back-ends like a bare-assed, third grade paddling when we think about it. That gut-wrenching Championship debacle obviously still weighs heavy on every midnight green-colored heart.
Worst yet, as the final seconds ticked away during that game, and after picking myself up off the floor … drying my tears; I grabbed the phone and called my uncle who lived 1,565 miles away on Wissahickon Avenue in Philly. All I could mutter out into the phone was “Hey Unc, tough luck huh?”
My uncle paused on the phone for a few seconds before saying in a soft but optimistic tone, “Yep … but we’ll get there next season Scott … we’ll win it all next season my boy.”
Sadly, my uncle died in February of 2006. He would live and die, never to see his favorite team carry the highly sought after, Lombardi Trophy down the 13-mile stretch of Broad Street. He had a chance to behold the sea of Eagles fans hooting and hollering in their proudly worn Eagles jackets and Donovan McNabb, Brian Dawkins, and Brian Westbrook jerseys.
Despite Unc’s words of encouragement and positive attitude on the phone, I knew that the loss hurt him like a cold knife in the heart. We soon hung up the phone and I headed off to bed mentally exhausted, dejected, and a little lost.
At the end of the day, Super Bowl XXXIX was supposed to be “our” time to shine … our time to remedy the Jan 25, 1981, Super Bowl XV loss to the Oakland Raiders down in New Orleans and of course, the hurtful drop in Jacksonville to the Patriots. I admit … the score, “24-21 [Patriots] still burns hot in my retinas today.
So here we are Eagles fans.
At the end of the day, Super Bowl XXXIX was supposed to be our time to shine …
As I think about my beloved Unc and the sadness that I heard in his voice on Feb 6, 2005, I begin to ponder my own mortality as a 40-year-old and wonder if I will ultimately meet the same fate.
Yes, there are fundamentally more important things in life than seeing your favorite sports team “win it all” … there’s Jesus, family, friends, and world peace. But come on guys! JUST ONE SUPER BOWL is all we’re asking for here. We’re pleading with you at this point.
To add a “mile-high” insult to injury, I failed to mention that I work and live in Denver, Colorado. That’s right, the defending NFL Champions. So that means that I had a front row seat to see the City of Denver win and celebrate their third Super Bowl this year.
A sea of orange jerseys, all jammed together in Civic Center Park to congratulate their warriors on yet another Lombardi for the mile-high city.
Enough sniveling right?
So here is my heart-felt plea to our new and promising coach Doug [Pederson] and rookie quarterback sensation Carson Wentz: “Please bring that Lombardi Trophy to the great City of Philadelphia before they throw me in a dark, cold, wooden box!”
I have to admit that this young kid Wentz looks incredibly promising and beautifully poised to finally take our Eagles to the “promise land.” However, all (true) Philly fanatics tend to fervently cheer on their team … but with a healthy dose of guarded optimism and a lurking feeling in the back of their minds that they’re just being set up for yet another failed season. Much like the awkward high school kid with the abysmal self-esteem who gets repeatedly dumped by his beautiful, but manipulating girl friend — all so she doesn’t have to buy him a Christmas present in December.
And then start the relationship over again next season. Just heart-breaking
So…we’re not asking for ten-million dollars Coach Pederson. But as a dedicated Eagles fan … winning a Super Bowl will certainly feel like ten-million “bones” to each one of us.
In case you’re interested, I’ve already checked off a few items on my bucket list already:
1. Vacation in Hydra, Greece (#5).
2. Ride a camel in the hot desert of Saudi Arabia (#9).
3. Fly a jet aircraft (#11).
In the end … I am also a hopeless optimist. I really believe that the Eagles will eventually record their first Super Bowl win and we will see this happen within the next two seasons. In fact, I’m so confident of this that I keep a neatly protected cardboard sign in my closet that reads: “ONE FOR UNC.” My plan is to proudly hold this sign as I stand on Broad Street and watch the newly crowned Super Bowl Champions slowly ride into history. Unc will be proud.
In the interim, I’m now saving diligently so I can check off item #4 on my bucket list …
So…climbing Mount Everest really can’t be as hard as they say it is … right?
Update: We Did It Philly!!!!!!!!
Written by Scott McGinnis | Goombay Tally Blog | goombaytally.com | 14 Oct 2016
By the way … guess how many NFL teams have never raised the Lombardi Trophy in their fair cities? I guarantee you there are more than you think. Check out this interesting article from writer Cork Gaines. http://www.businessinsider.com/most-super-bowl-wins-by-team-2016-2