I’ll interrupt the Joust’s general moratorium on offseason NFL blowharding (which is insufferable even when Pacman Jones isn’t involved), for a brief Philadelphian remark on Jeremy Shockey’s trade to the Saints. Others can comment on the football merits of the deal. I’m mainly intrigued by how a Resident Bad Dude will appear in the uniform of America’s Second-Favorite Team.
Shockey was pure NFC East, and for Eagles fans, was pure Giant. His petulance and general tatooey-ness were affirming for the rivals. They made the Eagle belief–that Giant culture is tasteless but Eagle culture is “passionate”–seem reasonable. You could even say he looked a bit like an uncommonly fit Eagles fan. And so he sort of prevented that Eagles fan from having to look in the mirror. The jerk was a Giant: of course he was.
