The Philadelphia sports scene is teetering on the brink of an entire season of fan apathy. The Eagles are an ugly loss to the Cowboys (but what losses to Dallas aren't ugly) away from a "Fire Reid Rally", the Flyers are getting outshot by a 2-1 margin or worse every game, and the 76ers' offense is treating the lane as if it's coated with Chinese paint. Two months ago the once-infallible Eagles were "a hair off"; now it seems we're a follicle or two away from a winter of discontent, one in which playoff beards will be as rare as candidness at an NFL press conference.
Perhaps all of this is premature, and maybe the Flyers will find a consistent offense and the 76ers' bench will make up for their starting center, who looks to be more milquetoast than Wheaties material.
But attention has already begun to turn back to the Phillies, with clamors for the return of Curt Schilling and a deal for Mike Lowell, or anyone else who can play the hot corner and has a bigger bat than Wes Helms and Abraham Nunez.
After Sunday, the interest level in the Phillies will reveal a lot of about how long a winter it's going to be in Philadelphia sports.
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