For Thanksgiving, a Crow Appetizer

Could it possibly be true that Jeremiah Trotter has something left in the tank?

Certainly I didn't think so. Here's what I wrote about the Axe Man after his performance in the Raiders debacle:

And can people please give the Jeremiah Trotter thing a rest? He can't play. He. Can't. Play. He had one tackle, and it wasn't on Zach Miller's 86 yard catch and run for a touchdown. And it wasn't on Gary Russell's game-sealing catch in the last two minutes. There's a reason he was out of the league for 18 months.

But against the Bears (typically considered to be a tad better than the Little Sisters of the Poor intramural team), Trotter looked like he might've hopped into Doc Brown's DeLorean. That is to say, he looked a wee bit like his old self. He was very good against the run - the physical presence the Eagles have been missing most of the season. But far more importantly, he did well in pass coverage. In the 3rd quarter, he chased down Devin Hester (Devin Freakin Hester!) and prevented him from getting a first down. In the fourth, he tracked down and tackled Joe Forte after a short pass and run. He committed precisely zero Levon Kirkland impersonations. That's really all you want.

To those who know me well, this will come as no big surprise, but I was wrong. There. I said it.

So, as the family gathers for the Big Feast this week, I just want to acknowledge that I'm willing to start off by eating a little crow.