There’s Something About Kelly

Set me free, why don’t you, baby?
Get out my life, why don’t you, baby?
‘Cause you don’t really love me
You just keep me hangin’ on

What is it about Charles Edward “Chip” Kelly that has me still with a glimmer of hope? Is it desperation? I’m no more desperate than I was in the final few years of Andy Reid’s reign, but I knew those years were hopeless.

Maybe it’s the way he put together a wide receiver group that includes Riley Cooper, Josh Huff, and Miles Austin.

Maybe it’s the way he drafts players like Marcus Smith in the first round?

Could it be the visor? It might be the visor.

Is it the way he’s dismissive of Les Bowen during the press conferences? Nah, Andy Reid poked fun at Les, too.

It’s not those Tostitos commercials, is it?

I mean, I didn’t even want Chip as the Eagles coach. I wanted defensive guys like Gus Bradley or Mike Zimmer. I should be one of the first off the Chip bus, but I’m still holding on.

I have no idea what it is. I knew Ruben sucked. I had no qualms turning my back on Ruben and clamoring for a new GM. I knew, in my gut, that Ruben wasn’t winning anything, ever.

The Giants aren’t helping. If they would just win a game or two and make winning the NFC East nearly impossible, maybe I could turn the page emotionally on Chip. All signs point to him being in over his head. The GM Chip Kelly has neglected the wide receivers and offensive line. The defensive coordinators seem to have caught up to his offense.

And yet, I can’t bring myself to say Chip Kelly is a bust. He’s got an air about him that gives me a sliver of hope that he can turn this Eagles disaster around. I still feel like Chip Kelly could make me eat my words. I don’t know why, but I do. There’s something about Kelly. No matter how much I wanna be free, he just keeps me hanging on. It’s a weird phenomenon.