While the dumbest thing in the Philadelphia newspapers so far this week is the story of the eggplant with God spelled out in its seeds (why would God have such crappy handwriting?), the 2 articles today about what rookie QB Kevin Kolb's Eagles debut means are right now a close second; here is John Smallwood's and here is Phil Sheridan's.
Actually, Smallwood's is pretty decent. It's mainly just a peek into what goes through a highly scrutinized rookie's head. But Phil Sheridan insists on making comparisons between Kevin Kolb's debut and Randall Cunningham and Donovan McNabb's first preseason games, which maybe makes a little sense since they're the other two high Eagles QB draft picks since 1972.
The title of Phil Sheridan's article- "Kolb's debut neither daring nor damning"- sums up why the article didn't have to be written at all. It's a frigging preseason game, and the first one at that! It has little or no bearing on the rest of the season or anyone's careers, unless you're Ryan Moats (Godspeed, little doodle). While I'm glad Kolb didn't throw 8 interceptions and pee his pants in the huddle in his pro debut, if he had gone 19-20 with 321 yards and 4 TD's I wouldn't appoint him the new Philadelphia Football Jesus, either.
Also, let's remember something before we all go Kolb Krazy- Donovan McNabb, even with a gimpy knee, is one of the best QB's in football. I even dare say he is the 3rd best QB of this decade, behind Peyton Manning and Tom Brady. So why exactly do we need to be concerned with Kolb right now? Everyone hopes he can play well at the NFL level (I have my doubts; see Klingler, David and Ware, Andre), but one preseason game isn't going to tell us if he's a future All-Pro or a future pro insurance salesman. It'll be super if he can have a Randall or Donovan-like career, but let's give him some time to develop. And stop adding nails to Donovan's coffin, dammit! If the man says he can play, he can play.
Finally, the picture above is from Superbad, which I saw last night at a screening for VIP's and radio listeners (I am neither, actually). I haven't laughed that hard in a theater since either Borat or when the guy in front of me farted really loudly during Zodiac. Go see it; starts Friday.
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