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The Eagles are Super Bowl Champions! Philadelphia defeated the New England Patriots, 41-33, in Super Bowl LII. Take a look at the photos from the game.

MINNEAPOLIS – My hands are trembling and my mind is a wreck. Stomach? Churning. The Eagles have a five-point lead on New England, 2 minutes and 21 seconds remaining in Super Bowl LII. On the field comes Patriots quarterback Tom Brady, who to this point has thrown for TK yards of the Patriots' 570 total net yards. The G.O.A.T. The Eagles haven't stopped him all game. Not once.

Here we go.

First and 10 at the 25 for New England. Completion to tight end Rob Gronkowski for an 8-yard gain to the 33. An eternity remaining on the clock. Second down, here comes defensive end Brandon Graham with a nifty inside move. He reaches out and knocks the ball loose from Brady. Derek Barnett recovers.

EAGLES BALL!!!! I'm jumping up and down in the auxiliary press box. This is not professional. I don't care. I don't give a darn.

Calm down. Too much time remaining.

First and 10 at the New England 31-yard line. LeGarrette Blount takes a handoff, goes up the gut and gains 3 yards to the 28. New England takes its final timeout with 2:03 remaining. Blount carries right and moves his legs and churns and gains 2 yards. Third down and 5 yards to go. One minute, 56 seconds remaining. New England has no timeouts.

Every single scenario in the world is going through my mind. My fingers can't type.

OK, back to the ballgame. Scott Hanson from the NFL Network is on the video boards here at the U.S. Bank Stadium, and, geez, enough with Scott already.

Third down. Five yards to go. Ball is on the right hashmark. Isaac Seumalo reports as a eligible receiver. Quarterback Nick Foles under center. Blount the single back. Run right. Nothing.

Eagles timeout. One minute, 10 seconds on the clock. Here comes placekicker Jake Elliott, who launched this season in the right direction with a 61-yard field goal to beat the Giants in Week 3. This is a 46-yard field goal attempt. Boom, straight down the middle. I love you, Jake Elliott.

But so much time remaining on the clock. One minute, 5 seconds remain. Brady is going to get the football back. Brady owns 11 fourth-quarter game-winning touchdown drives. Nothing is safe. I'm sitting next to former NFL quarterback Sage Rosenfels. We are bonding over this incredible game.

Short kickoff. New England tries a reverse on the return, but the Eagles are ready and Bryan Braman makes a tackle at the 9-yard line.

First down. Brady incomplete. The tension is rising. The Eagles fans here, and there are tens of thousands, rise. Loud. Bringin' it. Second down, more pressure from the defensive front, a group that has the game in its hands.

Third down and it's Chris Long's turn. He pressures Brady. Incomplete.

Fourth and 10. Forty-two seconds left. Brady completes a pass to Danny Amendola for a first down as the clock ticks. Brady spikes the football.

Does this guy ever take a stake in the heart?

Second and 10. Twenty six seconds to go. Ball at New England's 22-yard line. Brady throws right for tight end Rob Gronkowki for a first down at the 33. Another completion to Gronkowski to the 49-yard line.

"They're in Hail Mary territory," Rosenfels yells out.

There are 13 seconds remaining in the Super Bowl. The Eagles call a timeout. Their final timeout. I'm thinking about Minnesota beating New Orleans. I'm thinking everything and nothing.

Brady throws left and Ronald Darby breaks up the pass. Nine seconds on the clock. One play. One stop in bounds and it's over.

Here comes the play. Long pressures Brady. Brady escapes. Hail Mary.


I am typing these words, the words I have dreamed about since I was a childhood, the words I have lived for 30 yards, the words that mean everything.


Final score Eagles 41, Patriots 33.

Heroes everywhere. Foles was brilliant. The offense did it all. Doug Pederson coached an incredible game after a sensational season. The defense, torn apart for three and a half quarters, made stops at the end of the game as they have done so many times this season.

I can't type anymore. The confetti is falling. I belong down there. I want to cry. I need to cry. I want to hug everyone. I love everything and everyone. I'm going to party, boy, yes I am. And after that? I'm partying. I'm partying all night and all week and however long I last before falling down.


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