I’m in the difficult position of pulling for the Iggles to beat the Skins so that the Pokes might have a shot at the playoffs with a win agin the St. Louises tonight.

Not that it will make any material difference to me if the Cowboys are in or out, but it makes for some distracting fun talk.

And at least I ain’t this guy.

JUST WAIT TILL NEXT YEAR UPDATE: Not like the Iggles had a damn thing to play for besides the pure meanness of maybe keeping the Redskins out of the playoffs. Sure looked like they had that in mind to start with, though. Now we’ve got a whole offseason of interweb gurus, radio blowhards and newsprint pundits to look forward to, as they cut sign on the inner workings of the minds of the Brobdingnagian Tuna and Jerruh “Pick of the Litter” Jones. The good news? 90 days till pitchers and catchers report, and the Rangers actually did spend some money and got some pitching in here. I like the sounds of this, too:

Maybe the experimental knuckleballer, R.A. Dickey, if Charlie Hough can teach him any tricks over the winter other than how to blow smoke rings.

Marlboro-puffin’ knuckleballers — another reason baseball is The Best.