Sunday, August 16, 2009

My new team

Well, Eagles fans, you won't be seeing me sporting the green this year. No. Nope. Nada. I have officially given up my Eagles. As long as Eagles Management sees fit to hire, pay, and advertise Michael Vick as a Philadelphia Eagle, then I will not be among the team's fan base.

Michael Vick tortured, humiliated, and mutilated dogs. He supported and made money off dog fighting. And he enjoyed it. He got caught, accepted his punishment of 18 months in jail. He served his time, and now 6 weeks out of Federal Prison, lands a job with the Philadelphia Eagles. Not just a job, but a spot on the team. The honor of being an Eagle. Jeffrey Lurie what were you thinking? Did you think that roar over this would die down? I am insulted that you think it is ok, that our city will accept this man at his word, that he is a changed individual. Maybe he is. I hope so. But shouldn't he actually prove it before being handed the honor of wearing our team's uniform? He has been out of prison 6 weeks. He has good intentions. He needs to act on them.

I am so disappointed in your decision to hire Michael Vick, Mr. Lurie. I thought you were a good man, with some honor and dignity. And I thought you cared about the good and faithful fans of this city. I don't think you do. I was one of those good and faithful fans. For a very long time. But not any more. As long as Michael Vick is a Philadelphia Eagle, I cannot support my team.

My family is equally divided. We loved our "Iggles". We still do. But we cannot love them with Michael Vick. I am so sad for my husband. He loves football, and has loved supported and followed the Eagles through the good and bad years. He would like nothing more than to enjoy an Eagle's Super Bowl. But now, the blanket of dishonor has been cast over our team. My son is and always will be a die hard fan. He has many mixed emotions. He isn't happy at all, but he loves his football team with such passion that it hurts to even think about supporting anyone else. It hurts me to see him so saddened. It offends me that all the kids who love the Eagles players will have to accept Michael Vick as a member of the team. I don't think it is right. How can fans really get excited for the Eagles? I know I can't. I don't think my family can either.

Since the announcement I have been looking for a new team to support. I have to have a reason to support a team. I was born in South Carolina, so Carolina Panthers...meet your newest fan. Your first game will be an interesting one for me. It will be my debut in Blue.

My turn to cry

Dear Michael Vick
I heard that you cried in prison. Well, that is a shame. Did you ever stop to think about the dogs you tortured? You laughed as they were humiliated and mutilated and they cried. But you made money, and got a charge out of it. I hope you shed some tears, because you certainly made most of the country shed tears and hurl our dinners after we found out what you did.

I was glad you went to prison, and I hoped you would cry. You brought dishonor to the great game of football, let alone the NFL and the human race. As a civilized society we don't do those things..but you would not have know that because after all you are Michael Vick.

Now Michael Vick, you belong to my city. My football team, you are on my turf. And the mere fact that you are now an Eagle turns my stomach. You do not get to walk out of jail and strum up the honor that goes with being a Philadelphia Eagle. Not in my book. You don't deserve the title. You don't deserve to play in the NFL, yet. You have to earn that back. And you have to prove to me that you are worthy to be an Eagle.

It is a shame you cried in prison. Now I am crying. Crying because you have taken away from me one of my favorite past times...supporting the Philadelphia Eagles. As long as you are on the team, I will not support the team. My turn to cry because you do not have the right to take away something I enjoy. But you did. Because of you, and your selfishness, a little bit of me died when you became an Eagle. And now it is my turn to cry.