I was happy for the Eagles and their fans for all of maybe five seconds after they won the NFC Championship game Sunday.

Then reality sunk in for the team, and the cameras started showing the celebrations on the sidelines. Players hugged each other the way Miss America contestants do after the winner is announced. Most of the men were in tears -- not just regular tears, hot tears, the kind that come out when you experience something that borders on spiritual. Fans did the Toyota leap in the stands and raised signs that read "Reverse the Curse!" and "The Hex Is Dead!" The craziness of the scene rivaled that of 8th grade girls in the front row of a B2K concert.

Not that I would know.

It was an emotional moment for the city and the team and its fans. I get that. They finally got over the NFC title hump after three consecutive years of futility. They advanced to the Super Bowl. It's a big deal, sure, and it's a reason to celebrate.

It's just that, well..... the Eagles didn't win anything Sunday. They advanced to a game that'll give them a chance to win something. And don't get me wrong, that's..... nice. But to see the players on the sidelines crying like sensitive naked men and cheering and leaping and being gay -- after they won a conference title -- I thought, was a bit excessive. The celebration didn't fit the occasion. To me, the tears, the leaps, the yahoos..... they were signs of a city and a team full of losers, the kind of people who are big on moral victories and cheap sports cliches like "It's not whether you win or lose; it's how you play the game." And you know what kind of people say things like that, right?

Losers.

I guess you can say I'm familiar with this subject. I'm a fan of the Bills, a team that won not only a conference title in the 90's, but four freakin consecutive conference titles in the 90's. And you wanna know what that means to them? Or to their fans?

Well, remember in high school, when you were the vice president of the Key Club? A conference title means about as much to a team's history as that Key Club vice presidency does on your current resume.

In other words, it means nothing, and if you bring it up to people as a way to prove how great your team is, they'll all laugh at you, and may even fight you.

I thought it would've been gangster if the Eagles players and coaches had walked off the field quietly, unfazed by the moment and with their game faces intact. And when reporters looking for rosy stories asked them how it felt to finally get over the hump, they could've answered, emotionless, "One more game. Then we'll be over the hump." That would've told me that the Eagles were a team on a mission and dead focused on winning the championship.

I mean, ultimately it doesn't matter, because they're gonna get smashed by the Pats in the Super Bowl, anyway. But I'm just saying. At least they could have made a statement on the field and held their heads high..... err.