... as Stuart Scott calls it. I'm in Philly for today's NCAA doubleheader: UConn-Kentucky for a berth in D.C., Villanova-Arizona in the Minneapolis region. It will help to get a taste of quality basketball back in my mouth. Apparently, many respondents to yesterday's blogs from the Maryland NIT game agree. The natives are very restless, with lots of fierce debate about exactly what should be done to turn this around (including a stunning number of dump-Gary suggestions).

Here, though, the interest in these two games, even with Villanova playing, pales in comparison to the T.O.-to-Dallas reaction. Listening to callers on WIP as I entered town, and reading the news story and Stephen A. Smith's column in this morning's Inquirer, indicate that Eagles fans are not only not saying "Good riddance,'' they're saying, "You screwed up, Eagles.'' Even after being so embittered with him after he engineered his own exile from the Eagles, they're enraged that less than a year after T.O. helped them to the Super Bowl, the Eagles have mishandled everything and are approaching rock-bottom, if not already there. Angry bunch.

Maybe Eagles fans and Terps fans should have a scream-off, to see who can vent the most about what's happened the last couple of days.

Tipoff here for UConn-Kentucky is about a half-hour away. At least this won't end in a draw, like certain heavyweight title fights we've seen. I didn't see a single punch thrown last night (hopefully HBO will be replaying it soon), but anytime there's a draw in a boxing title bout, it leaves a little bit of a stench in the air.

Speaking of stenches, I missed the fight broadcast because I went to see "V For Vendetta.'' A better title would have been "S For Shoulda-Been-Bettah.''