Philly: Banged up and limping toward the finish with a tough schedule (at Atlanta, at Giants, Niners, Broncos, at Dallas), although they caught a monster break with the Matt Ryan-Chris Redman switcheroo this weekend. I have them penciled in for a playoff spot, and here’s why: It’s the last season of an NFL decade that will be remembered — at least a little — by the Reid-McNabb combo torturing the already tortured Philly fans in a variety of macabre ways. This feels like their final act in every respect, much like the last season of “Lost” in that we know it’s going to end, we know things will blow up, we know this season will somehow tie up the other seasons, we know all of our questions will be answered, and we know we’ll feel sad that it’s over.

I’m going to miss Andy Reid’s staring at the two-point conversion chart as though it were written in Korean. I’m going to miss Donovan McNabb’s casually walking up to the line during a two-minute drill as though he were approaching the counter of an Arby’s. I’m going to miss those anguished, “What did I do to deserve this?” e-mails from Eagles fans, as well as that collective, incredulous, “What the hell are we doing?” sound that you can hear on your TV during a home Eagles game. Enjoy these last few episodes, folks. I can’t wait for the complete set on DVD.