Yes, it is once again Saturday, and time for the dreaded Eagles pick.

I hate to admit that I saw last week's prime-time meltdown against the hated Cowboys coming. Bottom line, this team is not that good, something I have been harping on since the summer.

By the way, I suddenly hear a distinct loss of memory by all those who were braying about how this edition of the Birds was going to roll off 11, 12 or 13 wins on the way to still another NFC East title.

Tomorrow they truck down I-95 for another encounter with the Redskins, who have already dealt the Birds a loss at the Linc earlier this year.

This one will look like an instant replay. The Eagles will struggle on offense, make just enough mistakes on defense, and Andy Reid wil continue to talk about how close the Eagles are to turning it around.

In reality the only thing this team is close to is making tee times in some warm climate come January, when most fans, their teeth chattering as they stare at a pile of post-holiday bills and massive heating and gas prices, wonder where the playoffs went.

Make this one Redskins 19, Eagles 13.

But hey, how 'bout that Brad Lidge? How many days until Clearwater?