By Jonathan Comey
Cold, Hard Football Facts Ice-Cold Killer (@colonelcomey)
First, take a moment to check out our gallery of winter images from Philadelphia Sunday.
Ahh. That's nice. So pretty.
But you know what wasn't pretty? The actual game.
It was interesting to watch, for sure, and the Eagles' second-half surge was a tribute to the coaching acumen of Chip Kelly over Jim Schwartz.
What it didn't feel like was an NFL games - it was a lot more like watching Smithtown High School take on North Valley Tech on a Friday night in some obscure American outpost.
Only two players on either side of the ball were able to rise above the elements -- Eagles running back LeSean McCoy (217 yards rushing) and Detroit returner Jeremy Ross (two touchdowns, one on a punt, one on a kick). In both cases, they were the only players to have any type of open space on the day, and that's all it took for long runs.
Just like high school.
Neither team had a sack Sunday, neither completed more than 50 percent of their passes. The Lions fumbled the ball seven times. The teams didn't even consider kicking the ball.
Just like high school.
All over the country, elementary school kids looked up from their video games at the football on their TV and said "Dad, why would they even play the game like that?" They knew what most of us were already admitting, that snow games are romantic but terrible.
Only in the second half, with the Eagles having made adjustments and the snow having tailed off, did it add up to anything like regular NFL football.
There were some highlights, of course.
Sideline reporter Molly McGrath looked awfully cute in her snow-covered hood, and shots of receivers with facemask-fulls of snow were pretty cool as well. The "Peyton Manning In the Snow Face" was all over Stafford's grill.
But overall, this game was like football minus 50 years of innovation and growth -- and a Super Bowl like that would be a real bummer for the teams involved and their fans (or at least half of them).
The chances of snow blanketing the Super Bowl site like it did Sunday in Philadelphia are pretty slim, but are a lot higher than they would be in Miami or a dome, safe to say.
According to the Weather Channel, The Farmers Almanac (which to be fair, is not Nostradamus), predicted a major New England storm from Feb. 1-3 this year.
So we're saying there's a chance. And that's a shame.
While some of the concern seems to be over the 100,000 or so folks actually on site for the game, it comes down to what the millions of home viewers would see -- and that's a random-ass, crappy game decided by nature's whimsy.
We can hear the other viewpoint, loud and proud, "You gotta be able to play in all weather," "It's about mental toughness," "What's better than snow in football?"
But when it comes right down to it, wouldn't you rather have the coaches and players in control of who wins the Vince Lombardi Trophy?
Sounds logical to us, but of course, there's no logic when it comes to Mother Nature.