Michael
Smerconish | HEY, DON, THERE IS A SECOND ACT
November
8, 2007
Philadelphia
Daily News
DONOVAN McNabb seems to be
in the middle of his Philadelphia swan song. The handwriting has been on the
wall since he missed significant parts of the last two seasons, leading the
Birds to draft Kevin Kolb in the spring.
Every week, we wait for the
Donovan of old to reappear, but it's painfully clear now that that day will
never come. At least not while he's in an Eagles uniform.
The Eagles are 8-10 in his
last 18 starts. (And just 12-15 in games he's started since the team's Super
Bowl appearance in 2004). And while Donovan has shown glimmers of his old self
this season, more routine are the sort of games he turned in on Sunday: 27 for
46, 264 yards, two interceptions, 64 passer rating.
While it once seemed
inevitable that the Eagles would win a Super Bowl with Donovan at the helm, now
it's just a matter of when he's relieved of command.
Sooner than later is my
instinct. And not just for the Eagles' sake.
For Donovan's, too. And
though I can see the ending, I'm not saying we should fiddle with fate. Donovan
will never win a Super Bowl directing the Eagles offense, but he just might
somewhere else. Maybe Chicago.
That's the way these stories
always seem to end. Philadelphia's discarded athletes often find greatness - in
someone else's city.
Consider:
Sonny Jurgensen spent four
years backing up Norm Van Brocklin, but it wasn't until he was traded to
Washington in 1964 that Vince Lombardi called him "the best I have
seen." Jurgensen was a five-time Pro Bowl selection, four times after he
left Philadelphia. And 179 of his 255 career touchdowns came in a Redskins
uniform.
Randall Cunningham's
post-Philly resurgence was even more painful because Eagles fans thought he
retired after the 1995 season. But a year later, Cunningham surfaced in
Minnesota, and in '98 led the Vikings to 15 victories. He managed a 106 passer
rating and threw a career-high 34 TD passes en route to an NFC championship
game appearance.
Charles Barkley: Even though
he was born in Alabama and retired in Houston, Sir Charles is a Philly guy.
Fitting then that he won his only MVP award the year after he was traded to
Phoenix, also the year he made his first NBA finals appearance.
Larry Brown spent more time
here than in any other city (six seasons and 255 wins), and coached the 76ers
to the finals in 2001. But he didn't win that elusive championship until he
left for Detroit in 2004 - of course, his first post-Philadelphia season. He won
108 games in two seasons in the Motor City, more than in any pair of his six in
Philly.
Terry Francona never won
more than 77 games during his tenure as Phils skipper from 1997 to 2000. Four
years later, he was a World Series champion in perhaps the most unlikely of
cities.
The Francona-led Boston Red
Sox won 98 games in 2004, dispatched the Yanks in the ALCS (after falling
behind 3-0), and swept the St. Louis Cardinals to win the franchise's first
World Series since 1918. And a few weeks ago, when the Sox swept the Colorado
Rockies, Francona became the only manager in baseball history to win his first
eight World Series games.
Curt Schilling is another example of an athlete
who spent more time in Philadelphia than any other place - only to move on up
only after he moved on out.
Schilling won 16 games for
the fabled 1993 Phils team that came up short in the World Series. Traded in
the middle of the 2000 season, by 2001 he had already earned a World Series
ring with the Arizona Diamondbacks.
He's won two more World
Series in four seasons in Boston.
Ryne Sandberg: Even a guy
who only batted six times in a Phillies uniform got into the act. Sandberg was
traded after playing just 13 games for the Phils in 1981. All he did was earn
10 All-Star selections in a Hall of Fame career with the Chicago Cubs.
Ferguson Jenkins: Similar to
Sandberg, Fergie spent little more than one season with the Phils, who drafted
him, then sent him to Chicago. He went on to win more than 280 games on the
strength of a 3.34 career ERA. He made three all-star teams and became the
first Canadian-born player in the Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, N.Y.
Yes, the McNabb era is
winding down in Philadelphia, and I'm OK with that, just as long as we
recognize the likelihood of seeing him in some other city's parade, because
that's the way it always ends for us in Philly. *
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