..Because Free Agency is like High School Lusting

Philadelphia football fans, I feel for you.

All weekend, news outlets have flirted with the possible courting of Randy Moss to the Eagles, even going so far as to disclose the possible amount of the contract. Then Monday evening burst in, deflating your hopes and watching them fade into obscurity faster than an American Idol contestant.

If its any consolation, the feeling you must be experiencing is a universal one, endured by all at one point or another. Sort of like a high school lusting. The time the gorgeous girl you've been strictly platonic friends with (painfully nonetheless) for awhile, breaks up with her on-again, off-again boyfriend. Your hopes skyrocket. This is YOUR shot. All this time you've pined for simply a slice of paradise, and now the opportunity to claim it all in one swoop.

The next day she gets back with her boyfriend.

The cloud beneath you dissipates.

Back to solid ground you fall.

Randy Moss won't be catching bombs from Donovan McNabb this year, or probably ever for that matter, but look at the bright side of things: Last year, your team didn't even make the playoffs, you were in the cellar of your division.

From the bottom, facing up, there's only one way to go.