“Oh Happy Day…”

    Not a bad day, all things considered, for Philly sports.  The Phightin’s swept the Fish and now lead the NLWC by a 1/2 game over Nomar the Dodgers.  Chase Utley has found his swing.  Chris Coste is still an inspiration.  Jimmy Rollins is apparently a power hitter now (24 ding dongaroos for J-Roll) .  Managers are really, really terrified of Ryan Howard.  King Cole is filthy.

              The Birds went out West and stomped all over the Niners nuts, Trent Cole  style.  Three touches for Westy.  Reggie Brown caught 5 passes for a buck-oh-six.  Mike Patterson’s heart almost exploded on a confusing goal line fumble return, the longest in Birds history.  Big 5 went 18-33 for almost three hundo.  The game itself was actually pretty boring, but Andy Reid was true to form, letting the Niners claw their way back into the game.  Way to go, Big Red.

Elsewhere around the NFL:

Chris Simms ruptured his spleen and had it removed.  Apparently the spleen is pretty close to the anus.

Jake Plummer, somehow, still owns the Patriots.  That hurts.

The Giants got molested by the Seahawks, giving sole possession of first place to the Eagles.  Jeremy Shockey pulled a Jeremy Shockey by calling out Tom Coughlin.

Mark Brunell completed 22 straight “passes” for the single game NFL record.  Each one was for about a sixth of a yard.

Chad Johnson still hasn’t found Hugh. 

The Saints play the Falcons tonight, the grand re-opening of the Superdome.  I’m really pulling for the Saints in this one, not so much because it’s a heartwarming story, but more because I really fucking hate the Falcons.

(Author’s Note:  I don’t have time to proof this entry right now.  So, if there are any typos or anything, just, you know, shut up).