Vegas, adjust your odds. The Philadelphia Eagles are going to the Super Bowl. The shirtless grown man in 40 degree weather with a Pillsbury Dough Boy body believes it more than I have every believed in anything in my life. So what if Sam Bradford is about as effective at QB as Michael J. Fox would be as a barber? So what if midtown Manhattan has more yards than DeMarco Murray this season? So what if I would have rather watched my parents having sex over that dumpster fire of a Monday Night Football game? The soothsayer has spoken.
Super Bowl 50:
Philadephia Eagles: 18
Jacksonville Jaguars: 4
Bet the farm on it.