New ESPN column today — here’s the link.
That’s why yesterday’s move by the Eagles is so interesting. To mark the team’s upcoming 75th season, the club unveiled a commemorative logo (which will be worn as a patch on the home and road jerseys) and a throwback outfit — complete with its own helmet — that bears exactly zero resemblance to the team’s current look. Green? Silver? White? Fuhgeddaboudit.
The colors, however incongruous they may appear, are rooted in Eagles and Philly history. The team originally wore blue and yellow — the same colors found on the Philly city flag — back in 1933, and the original design has long been featured in historical illustrations like this (here’s a fridge magnet version) and has also been available for purchase as a throwback garment.
Too bad the new throwbacks don’t have long sleeves like the originals did. And why is the yoke so shiny? Like, is it made of recycled Schmidt’s cans or what? Still, I kinda dig the Nordic colors, especially since they’ll only be worn once (Sept. 23rd, against the Lions), and the helmet is sort of endearingly clunky. I like that they went without TV numbers, too. And best of all ”¦ wait for it ”¦ striped socks! Now let’s hope they don’t screw up the look by Philly tagging it. (You can see a bit more of the throwbacks in this three-minute video, and there’s an extended sequence beginning at the 21-minute mark of this video.)
Incidentally, the Eagles also unveiled a virtual museum yesterday (strong suggestion: click on the “Skip Intro” button), and it’s got some killer stuff, including footage of Steve Van Buren running through the blizzard in the 1948 NFL title game, and Bob Brown playing in some serious mud. Kudos all around.
Uni Watch News Ticker: Ryan Dempster is really setting new standards in cold-weather gear (but hey, good for him for keeping his pants high-cuffed, even if it means his shins are chilly). ”¦ Carlos Guillen’s game has apparently gone straight down the crapper ever since the league office told him to tuck his pockets back in. ”¦ Speaking of things that need to be tucked in. ”¦ The saga of Curt Schilling’s bloody sock is getting weirder all the time.