Eagles are NFC East Champs

Eagles are NFC East Champs

A.J. Feeley delivers to Matt Schobel for the touchdown!

And that's the kind of game this will likely be.  We may do a mini live blog here until we leave to go get drunk and bring in the new year.  So enjoy.  And Congrats to the Eagles clinching the NFC East.

-The Eagles are up 10-7 and there are only 3 starters in on defense.  I'm going to start drinking now.

-Buckhalter's got a "knee strain."  Buck has been playing well with the Eagles surging run game.  This could be bad for the Birds in the post season.

-The backfield of Thomas Tapeh and Ryan Moats is a dangerous duo.  Man, Feeley and Schobel have some nice chemistry going on.  Maybe the Eagles can use this game to showcase Feeley's talent and trade him for a second round draft pick, likely to the Dolphins.

-Start of 2nd Qtr, Eagles 10 Falcons 7: Not much game action, but I just saw this tidbit about how Jon Gruden wants Jeff Garcia to be the starting QB in Tampa Bay next season.

-Sean Considine is turning into a player.  He's made a nice open field tackle on Vick, one of the toughest guys to bring down one-on-one, and defended a number of passes nicely, just missing a pick.  If he continues to get better, he could turn into a Pro Bowl caliber player.  Eek!  Just as a type that last sentence, Considine gets called for a personal foul.  It would have been a nice sack, his hand just happened to smack Vick in the face.

- Joselio Hanson, who the ladies love, makes two great plays in a row.  Also, Morton Anderson is old. Eagles 10 Falcons 10.

-Hey everybody, The Birdman is with us.  He's one of those sorry souls who has to work on New Year's Eve.  But at least he's drinking of course!

-Reno Mahe gets a carry!  Alright Reno.  Man, John Abraham has a club on his arm.  I don't know how anybody plays with one of those things.  That'd be like me trying to type this live blog while wearing mittens.  Maybe I'll try that.

-I actually think Troy Aikman is one of the better Fox guys.  He actually speaks pretty highly of the Eagles on most occasions.  And on 3rd and 34, the Eagles hold the Falcons to no gain.  Falcons punt to Reno Mahe.  I think the only thing that could make this game worth watching is a Reno Mahe touchdown.

-Greg Lewis!  Amazing catch by GLew.  I don't know how he came down with that ball.  And Thomas Tapeh drops his one chance at a touchdown.

-A.J. Feeley to Jason Avant for a score!  That marks the first touchdown for Jason Avant in the NFL.  Eagles 17 Falcons 10.

-The Eagles finally get to Vick and Juqua Thomas gets the sack.  Where has Juqua been in recent games?  Also, I just looked it up and I guessed the spelling of Juqua correctly.

-Looks like the first half will end with the Philadelphia leading Eagles 17 Falcons 10.  If I'm back for the second half it will be after the jump.

Second Half:

Reno Mahe fumbled.  And I'm done.

Joel Embiid practices fully but doubtful for Friday and Saturday

Joel Embiid practices fully but doubtful for Friday and Saturday

Joel Embiid was a full participant Wednesday during the Sixers' first practice back from the All-Star break, but he's listed as doubtful for their games Friday and Saturday.

The Sixers host the Wizards Friday night (7/CSN) and face the Knicks Saturday night at Madison Square Garden (7:30/CSN).

If Embiid misses both games it would be 13 in a row and 16 of 17.

Still, it's a good sign he was able to practice in full Wednesday.

Ben Simmons, meanwhile, has a CT scan scheduled for Thursday in New York. The appointment should show whether his foot has healed enough for him to take the next step in his rehab.

Simmons did individual work at Wednesday's practice.

CSN Philly's Jessica Camerato contributed to this report.

Sarah Baicker: I don't skate like a man, just a darn good woman

Sarah Baicker: I don't skate like a man, just a darn good woman

In late December, I was invited to play in a pick-up hockey game with some other members of the local sports media community. It shouldn’t come as a surprise that I was one of only two women there that day. Even now, female ice hockey players aren’t exactly common.

After the game, a reporter I’ve known a while — a guy I like a lot — said to me: “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you skate like a man.” I didn’t take it wrong, of course; he meant it as a compliment. The reporter wanted nothing more than to tell me I’d impressed him.

I thought about this exchange a lot in the days that followed. Had someone told me I played hockey like a boy when I was 15, I would have worn that description like a badge. Hell yeah, 15-year-old Sarah would have thought, I do play like a boy. I’m as tough as a boy. I’m as fierce and competitive as any boy on my team. I would have reveled in it, just as I reveled in a similar label I’d received even earlier in my adolescence: tomboy.

Yeah, I was a tomboy. I hung around with the neighborhood boys, riding bikes between each other’s houses or catching salamanders in the creek that ran through town. I loved sports, and my bedroom walls — papered with newspaper clippings and photos of Flyers players — were a far cry from the pink-tinged rooms that belonged to the girls at school. 

As much as I could, I dressed like a boy too, even once cutting the sleeves off of an oversized T-shirt before I went out to rollerblade with our next-door neighbors. My grandmother, who was visiting at the time, pulled me aside to tell me I really ought to dress more appropriately. I rolled my eyes.

I was a tomboy, and I loved the word and everything it stood for. I felt pride in my tomboyishness, believing that the things I liked — the things boys liked — were clearly better than the things stereotypically left to the girls.

I’m almost embarrassed to admit it was a conversation with a 15-year-old that changed my perspective, just a few days after my reporter friend had compared my hockey skills to those of a man. I sat down with Mo’ne Davis, the female Little League pitching phenom, for this very project. I asked her if she identified as a tomboy, and she shrugged. Not really, she said. Maybe other people wanted to define her that way, she suggested, but that wasn’t how she viewed things.

You know that record scratch sound effect they play on TV or in the movies? The one that denotes a sort of “wait … what?!” moment? That’s what happened in my head. Mo’ne Davis, the girl who played on the boys’ team and excelled, didn’t consider herself a tomboy?

Something clicked in my head after that. I’ve long identified as a feminist, and I’ve been a big supporter of girls in sports for as long as I can remember. I coach girls hockey, I’ve spoken at schools and camps about playing and working in sports as a woman. For some reason, though, it took a 15-year-old shrugging her shoulders at the label “tomboy” to take the power out of the word for me. Why does one have to be a tomboy, when one can simply be a girl who kicks ass? How had I never considered this before?

In many ways (and especially in sports) if something is male, it’s considered superior. It goes beyond just the things kids like to do, and it’s all old news. It’s also something I’m ashamed to admit I’ve bought into for practically all of my life. But no longer. How can I help change the narrative if I’m too busy playing along with it?

And if I could do it over, when that reporter approached me after our hockey game to tell me I skated like a man, I would have smiled, shook my head and said: Nah. But I skate like a darn good woman.