The vast majority of my friends are Eagles fans. I watched them all cry like babies after the Super Bowl. Nick Foles was the hero of Philly. The defense was incredible. The offense would get even better. A repeat was right around the corner. Fast forward to the beginning of this season? They sound like Browns fans. Foles is a loser. Wentz isn't what he used to be. The defense is sleeping. The offensive line is garbage. Pederson lost his swagger. I sit there and laugh my *** off as they complain, knowing they won the freaking Super Bowl with the same team they have this year. They sound ridiculous. They sound disconnected from reality, because instead of stepping back, taking a breath and letting reality creep back in all they want to do is panic. Panic. Panic. Panic. The Miami Dolphins are 3-1. The Miami Dolphins have a one game division lead. If you asked me at the beginning of the year if I'd be happy with a 3-1 start, I'd say absolutely every single time. Yes, we just got manhandled. Yes, it was embarrassing. Yes, the injuries are beginning to pile up. There is still no need to go into full-panic, fire everyone mode. This kind of loss stings, but it's being completely taken out of perspective. One bad week does not make a bad team. Let's keep in mind that last week the Patriots lost 26-10 to the Lions. Belichick didn't light the stadium on fire and call it quits. He didn't...you guessed it...panic. They just kept going about their business because they understand that this is a marathon, not a sprint...and then they beat our *** at home. It's not a sprint. It's not time to panic. The foundations of this team are solid for the first time in 20 years. The rest is on the way. Just. Don't. Panic.