Look, let's be honest. I don't give a hoot about pro football. Oh, sure, I want to see the Eagles win but only so that 6 million fellow citizens in the metropolitan area don't look so glum when they don't.
That said, yesterday's signing of Tim Tebow amused me endlessly. A washed up football player at 27 whose claim to fame is kneeling and praying is not going to make an iota of difference to the Eagles, reverse curse notwithstanding. Yet, the hoopla was, to be kind, a little excessive. Even the Inquirer's esteemed staff weighed in on Tebow's prospects.
I guess Philadelphia has become the place where has-beens go to die. Jeff Francoeur found a place on the Phillies' roster this year so why shouldn't Tim Tebow find his spot, too.