What concerns me most about the Philadelphia Eagles' 30-17 loss to the Atlanta Falcons Sunday is that the Eagles didn't turn the ball over once.
There are no excuses this time. Philadelphia was badly outplayed at home coming off a bye week. It was the Eagles first loss following a bye this century.
Michael Vick didn't fumble this one away, but he couldn't make plays against a beatable Atlanta defense. LeSean McCoy had nowhere to run against a defensive front that had been gashed over and over again during the first six weeks of the season. The docile pass rush couldn't fluster Matt Ryan, and Nnamdi Asomugha and Dominique Rodgers-Cromartie couldn't slow Julio Jones down.
Until now, we figured this team was simply talented yet sloppy. Now, it's fair to wonder if they simply lack the talent to contend in a loaded conference and in a division featuring the red-hot defending Super Bowl champions.
It's time to panic, and the majority of the guys on this team either don't seem to realize that yet or are physically unable to raise their level of execution despite the desperation. This was the opposite of an inspired performance.
We could nitpick again and fire more darts at Andy Reid for his and Marty Mornhinweg's refusal to use McCoy to the best of his ability, but with the offensive line in shambles and with the Falcons dominating time of possession, even a perfect offensive game plan wouldn't have saved the Eagles Sunday.
Philly can recover from this. On paper, it's not doomsday yet. But Reid's demise is somewhere between likely and inevitable. A team that just got blown away after a bye at home and hasn't won since September now has to win at least six, probably seven, of its final nine games in order to be in the playoff picture on Dec. 30.
Hate to say it, but I don't believe they have it in them. And I'm beginning to believe that in the new year we'll be sizing up Philadelphia's first search for a new head coach since the 1990s.