Good ol’ Bobby Layne. I can’t say that I envy your predicament, but at least your team isn’t the only one in its division without a Lombardi Trophy.

If I can strut like a peacock wearing my “Villanova 2016 National Champions” t-shirt (and nothing else), you can be damned sure I won’t be calling out any Cleveland fans.

I’m an Eagles fan, and I have come to terms with the fact that neither I, nor my children, nor my children’s children will live to see them win a Super Bowl. Hell, I’ve even written about this.

“Dean”’s real name? Bert Macklin.

“Wow! This new BetaMax video recorder is indistinguishable from magic!” —Arthur C. Clarke, 1981

This is why we can’t have mice things.

I guess LeBron will be out of town that weekend?

Avoid public places.

Kin-jah-NEE-um.

Our comments were forged from Kinjanium.

Isn’t Captain America’s shield made out of meldonium?

Oh, they remember. They recognize and remember...

“I even had to tip the guy a quarter!” —Dan Plesac

7. Introduce little-seen bench players “Devon Kurant” and “Jim Duncan.”

In 1993, if somebody threw a beer bottle at a Phillies player there’s a good chance they were asked to, because the dugout keg was empty.

Sorry, dude. I went through the same thing with my dog. The analogy was a sad but true one to make.

The end of an era, in more ways than one.

In practice, or for real?

It’s depressing to watch, especially since Howard and Carlos Ruiz are all that remain of the 2008 champs. There are only so many times you can watch him swing and miss on a low-and-away slider for strike three without thinking, “That’ll do, Ryan, that’ll do.”

So does Philly.