(Update: EAGLES 2, T.O. 0 -- All hail Matt Schoebel)
Christmas Day. I don't care if Santa comes, but I sure do want to see another jolly fat man spreading joy this Monday evening. That would be Andy Claus, not man-boobs Parcells.
The greatest gift I could get this year is Eagles playoff life.
To warm your hearts before this holiday season smackdown, here is a tale of Eagles, Cowboys, Redskins, brotherly love and the season I earned minimum wage as a 700-level security guard at Veterans Stadium.
(Parental Warning: the following story includes nudity, racism, profanity, drunkenness and the general degradation of society at-large.)
And if you can never get enough NFL, here's an Inc. piece I wrote a couple of seasons ago about why all the coaches want to be CEOs, and vice versa.
Go Birds! And a special Feliz Navidad to Senor Garcia. Muy bien!



BUSH LEAGUE WITH MATT BENDER
For the second summer in a row, I've penned an ode to barbecue, the greatest invention that incorporates sliced bread. Last August, it was a look at
First off, I'd like to thank