Muscl’d up, Total collapse, Tampa tonight

Yesterday my new custom plate for the SSR showed up.  I like the dual meaning it holds.  My fellow body weight exercise aficionados will appreciate the shout out to one of the staple exercises. Car enthusiasts will like the shout out to the “muscle car” movement, in this case ironically carried out in the form of a retro TRUCK.  I wasted little time before slapping the plate on the SSR after getting home last night.

So as I hoped, Ali had no interest in watching the Eagles game via a grainy laptop feed.  I did break down and have the game broadcasting on my Iphone on the night stand via the WIP feed.  When I tuned in the Seahawks were winning 14-0, when I turned it off the latest Eagles disaster was all but wrapped up with them trailing 24-7.

It was actually nice to not have to witness all of the missed tackles,  blown coverages, penalties and turnovers.  Hearing Merril describe them was more than adequate.

This team at this point is simply a cluster fck.  Obviously upper management has a half foot of mud on their face.  For the first time in a long time it looks like they totally missed the boat when it came to making personnel decisions regarding this years team.  It’s almost like we took a page out of the Redskins long fabled tradition of bringing in big names but having them under perform dramatically when asked to play together.

Of all of the free agents that were brought in, only one, Jason Babin, has earned his keep.  Every single other new acquisition has basically sucked.  Juan Castillo is an utter failure as a defensive coordinator, he is the worst DC I have ever seen on an Eagles sideline.  The fact that he was hand picked by Andy to assume a role Juan had absolutely no experience at is a big fat red X on Fat Andy’s track record.  What an awful move.

To lose 31-14 to a team that is flat out bad themselves is a sad indicator of just how far the Eagles have fallen.  They have firmly established themselves as the biggest joke of the 2011/2012 NFL season.  I can only hope that the appropriate changes are made when the season thankfully ends.

Randall is trucking over to our place this afternoon.  Shortly after he arrives, Ali myself and Randall will be heading up I-75.  Mom will be driving out to our place straight from her job in order to do dog duty tonight which is a big help.

The three of us are going to all share a room in order to save a few bucks, Randall gets the pull out sofa bed.  Our hotel is something like 10 miles from the Mudder so that should work out ok.  Our start time is 8:20.  They recommend arriving two hours before your start time.  I am hoping 90 minutes will be adequate.

Ali will have her camera in hand for the event, it should be quite the spectacle.

Randall is going to hang at our place Saturday night as well, we will celebrate what will surely be one of the toughest physical endeavors either of us has ever undertaken.