graceland's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lombardi's coming to Philthy So apparently, Donovan McNabb was overcome with some type of sudden stomach virus in the 4th quarter of the Superbowl that rendered him so ill that he wanted to vomit in the huddle and was unable to call the plays in the last 6 minutes of the game, leaving the play making to Freddie "Hollywood" "The People's Champion" Mitchell. This smells of (un)Patriot(ic) sabotage to this Eagles fan. Someone poisoned Donovan's bowl of Chunky soup. That's my theory. And I think that someone was one of the players so desparate for an *alleged* dynasty that they holed up in their hotel rooms for a week studying playbook after playbook out of desperation. There's a Brady behind this. There's a Belichick. There's someone with a "B" name and a blue jersey. Pathetic. I'm on these people. Playing it all lowkey, probably because they are afraid of investigation. I want McNabb's bile tested. And let me tell you, Momma McNabb is not going to be happy when she hears about this. Wilma is going to be very, very unhappy. That's right folks, the girl sleuth has cracked another case wide open. Someone set up the platform at the Art Museum. Call Will Smith and Sly, Lombardi is coming to Philthy just like it rightfully should have. It's destiny. That's all there is to it. T.O. deserves a gd ring. And that's all I have to say about that. 9:49 p.m. - 2005-02-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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