The Eagles defense, except for a valiant last stand, is so much Swiss cheese in Foles’ first start

OK, Nick Foles was just fine. In fact, beyond fine.

The defense, except for a beyond-clutch late defensive stop, was not.

All’s well that ends well but Eagles fans had sweat running off then in small rivers whether they were at in the Meadowlands or at home.

During the waning, agonizing closing minutes, a monumental Giants’ upset came a-chugging into the wheelhouse.

Close but no cigar.

Foles threw four touchdown passes in his first start replacing the injured Carson Wentz, and the Eagles secured a first-round playoff bye, rallying from an early 14-point deficit to hold off the woebegone Giants 34-29 Sunday in East Rutherford, N.J.

Foles hit 24 of 38 passes for 237 yards and no interceptions. The Eagles (12-2) made a late stand on first-and-goal in the final minute in edging the Giants (2-12) for the second time this season, spoiling a three-touchdown, season-high 434-yard passing game by the resurrected Eli “Lazarus” Manning.

Foles threw scoring passes ranging from 3 to 13 yards in filling in for Wentz, who tore an ACL last week and was lost for the season after a brilliant year.

Philadelphia’s Super Bowl Express still is on track despite the close-as-this derailment.

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A transcedent Eagles victory besmirched by Wentz’s knee injury

The Eagles beat the Rams 43-35 in a deliciously entertaining NFC East and playoff-clinching 43-35 thriller in Los Angeles Sunday that boosted them to 11-2 and returned them to the top seed in the NFC.

So why after that watershed conquest in which Carson Wentz threw for four touchdowns were so many faithful of Eagles nation wearing a death mask, the sort of fierce, unwavering expression you see on a gargoyle, frozen in malevolence?

Indeed, you could almost feel the air grow still and dark and cold as it does before the onset of some violent upheaval of nature when Wentz, who threw four touchdown passes, exited with an injured left knee that very well could be a season-ending and possibly Super Bowl-deflating torn ACL.

Suddenly a pin prick burst the balloon of hyperventilation, anticipation and trepidation bubbling forth from the Eagles’ populace.

Now backup QB Nick Foles, only four seasons removed from being the Eagles’ bronze-armed golden boy, is squarely in the crosshairs. If Wentz indeed is out for the remainder of the season, if what Foles has wrought henceforth goes down in flames, he will be the first one incinerated when the Eagles miss making the Super Bowl.

Make no mistake, Foles can play. Granted, compared to the athletic and improvisational Wentz, Foles seems studied, mechanical and lacking in liquidity.

The Birds will have to redesign their offense to play to the strengths of the less mobile and more traditional pocket passer in Foles if Wentz is out.

But the 2013 season is worth remembering for Foles. The Eagles won eight of his 10 starts and that was the year he finished with a gaudy ratio of 27 touchdowns to just two interceptions, including an NFL record-tying seven TD passes in one game.

If the MRI shows that Wentz’s left ACL is so much linguini, will past be prologue for Nick Foles and the Eagles?

If you’re an Eagles fan, this is no time to pinch yourself!

Talk about one shining moment.

Where did THIS Eagles’ season come from?

Surprising. Shocking. Surreal. Sublime.

Indeed, good enough to eat and good enough to toast with the most expensive champagne.

The Birds hammered the Cowboys 30-0 in the second half Sunday night en route to a resounding 37-9 victory that put a hammerlock on the NFC East title.

It truly was Doomsday in Dallas.

It no longer is pure folly to harbor Super Bowl fantasies for Eagles’ fans.

Granted, at this delicious juncture, calling them fantasies may no longer be applicable.

Living in a Bay of Pigs

I guess a lot of folks have been walking around with broken moral compasses, sexually harassing women (and some men), disrespecting them and treating them like sexual objects instead of human beings.

When women started revealing to the world (apparently the inside Hollywood elite knew for years) that Harvey Weinstein was The Pig of Pigs, it opened a floodgate and now it seems as if sexual harassment has been a national epidemic for years.

Sort of ironic that Thanksgiving is fast approaching. After all, the Pilgrims supposedly were so straight-laced about sex that they wore straightjackets to bed.

With pro football washing up on the shoals, groping just may be the real national pastime.

A damn shame.

A tale of two golden quarterbacks

Jared Goff and Carson Wentz went 1-2 to the Rams and Eagles, respectively, in the 2016 NFL draft.

Unlike the 1-2 scenario of Peyton Manning and Ryan Leaf in the 1998 draft, at this stage it doesn’t seem to be the case that either Goff or Wentz will flame out like a falling star like Leaf.

Goff and Wentz are two of the bright young quarterbacks in the league. Golden boys with golden arms and golden dreams.

Sunday they both threw four touchdown passes as the Rams whipped the Giants 51-17 to reach 6-2 and the Eagles hogtied the Broncos 51-23 to go 8-1.

Picking quarterbacks who robustly ripen mostly is a fool’s errand. For every stud there is a bust.

So far it seems the Rams and the Eagles found it as easy as picking corn in 2016.

Russian to judgment with Trump and Hillary? Nyet!

You have to give it to the Trump administration … it has been spectacularly entertaining since its inception.

Never mind that our Fearless Leader, aka Donald Trump, has said that it runs with the synchronization of a Swiss watch.

That is fake news.

Apparently colluding with the Russians is something Trump folks have more than dabbled in. Perhaps Hillary Clinton, too.

God, isn’t America sweeter than apple pie?

No wonder that Sarah Huckabee Sanders always looks like she either swallowed a lemon or a cockroach. Or perhaps both.