Maybe it’s a hangover from the Phillies.

Maybe I’m still suffering from Phillies Phever. I miss baseball. It actually hurts to watch the two League Championship Series and realize the Phillies aren’t involved.

Sunday, I suffered from something else. It’s something I don’t remember ever happening before.

I plopped myself in front of the TV at 1 o’clock to watch the Eagels, just as I have on countless Sundays.

I then proceeded to spend the next three hours trying not to fall asleep. Looking out at a perfectly gorgeous fall Sunday and asking myself why am I wasting such a day inside in front of the TV.

Of course, the Eagles did nothing to deter these feelings. In short, they were dreadful. Yes, they won. Big deal. It might be more that the Jets lost than the Eagles won.

Both teams set the game back with their performance.

Look, here’s the deal. Don’t get too excited about that win yesterday.

Yes, it reversed a slide and kept Andy Reid’s record perfect after the Bye Week. But it cannot disguise the obvious.

This team isn’t very good. That was made all the more obvious minutes later when the Patriots and Cowboys put on an offensive clinic.

Anybody believe the Eagles are even in the same stratosphere as those two teams? Didn’t think so.

There is one thing working in their favor. The NFC is horrendous. Is it outside the realm of possibilities they could sneak into the playoffs? No, not at all. Is it likely they’ll win anything once they get there? No. Can this team win a Super Bowl? Not in this lifetime.

Brace yourself for a lot of Sundays like yesterday. Of watching games and holding your nose. Of trying not to doze off. Of gazing outside and wishing you could have those three hours back.

Or consider this, which also happened to me yesterday. I actually found myself flipping over to the movie "Gladiator" during commercials. It was all I could do to go back to the game.