That's why the signing of Vick by the Eagles Thursday night makes more sense than Vick to almost anywhere else. Coach Andy Reid has averaged 10.7 wins a year in his 10 seasons atop the Eagles. He and his offensive coordinator, Marty Mornhinweg (entering his seventh year in Philly), both were schooled in the modified West Coast offense by Mike Holmgren in Green Bay in the nineties. The unknown quarterback coach, James Urban, is a bookish 35-year-old who coached at Penn before coming to the Eagles. And Vick is sure to be coached as well by one of Brett Favre's good friends, a longtime West Coast backup, Doug Pederson, who is in his first year as the Eagles' offensive quality-control coach. I expect Pederson will become very, very close to Vick now, reinforcing and teaching the things that will make his head swim with a new language in quarterback meetings. Reid and Mornhinweg will be Vick's main men, and both are solid rocks. A couple of weeks ago, I sat with Reid and told him I thought the reason he'd been able to last in a tough town like Philadelphia for a decade is that, essentially, he didn't give a crap about most of the things the media, the fans and lots of his players gave a crap about. He started chuckling, and he said he'd just been talking about that earlier in the week. But it's true -- and it's a good trait to have with Vick entering the Eagles' complex this weekend to begin his second career. If there are dog-lovers protesting Vick's signing because of his heinous dog-fighting history and convictions (and there are bound to be some), they'll roll off Reid. He simply won't care.
