And now for a musical interlude

If you listen to only one utterly flabbergasting and terrible Eagles fight song this year... make it this one, courtesy of Jodie C. Cohen (h/t Philebrity).

"I am dreaming.. wide awake
just how would it feel?
To be reachin the highest high
victorious
knowing it is within us."

The breakdown section at about the 2 minute mark is truly a thing of beauty. Wait..what's the opposite of beauty?

Weapon X = soulja boy

Last week, Brian Dawkins looked totally washed up. Utterly unable to cover any of Dallas' receivers, and just slow slow slow.

Yesterday, Dawkins made something of a statement, as he laid out, fully horizontal, at shoulder height, from a fucking standstill. He came down and tomahawk chopped Ben Rongrastname's hand into oblivion, knocking him out of the game, and recovering the fumble to seal the win.

That play epitomized Dawkins career - he's NEVER been that great a cover guy. No, he's best when turned loose to attack the shit out of the QB, or roam free in the secondary, ready to apply his particular brand of justice to an opponent.

And so I say, Free Weapon X. Let Groo do what Groo does best, and leave actually covering people to Lito, Sheldon, and Asante.

Also: Trent Cole is a bad, bad man who is going to kill someone soon.