Football makes strange bedfellows. Here I sit enjoying the sight as Pittsburgh as folds, spindles, and mutilates the Eagles. It's really not right for me to feel this way - the Steelers being the Incarnation of Evil in the NFL and all. But I can't help it. Sure, it's only pre-season, but ... it's the Eagles. You can't predict these things.
My daughter says it's not very Christian of me to delight in the misery of the Eagles. I tell her that football doesn't have anything to do with the Christian life. She just doesn't get it.
carl
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