As I watched my beloved Eagles dominate the Giants yesterday, a myriad of thoughts rushed through my head. Should I book my flight to Tampa? Is Eli really missing a chromosome? But the one that stood out the most was that in order to win, you gotta stuff it up the middle.
I learned the importance of controlling the middle from my professional life. Not every childbirth is as smooth as Donovan’s head, and I’ve spent countless deliveries trying to find my rhythm. But once I get my hands dirty and take control of the middle, there’s no stopping me.
Because the D-line made it impossible to penetrate the middle, and the O-line gave Donovan the thrust he needed to score that first touchdown, we were in control throughout. This Eagles team reminds me of a nasty case of the clap – it’s gonna take more than some ointment and bed rest to get this case of “Gang Green” to go away.