Giving 'Em Fitz: Twitter is tailor-made for Reid

Now that NFL players are at the forefront of the Twitter revolution, I think it's time that Eagles coach Andy Reid developed the habit, too. Imagine the tweets we might get from the ever-informative @CapnAndy:

New Lands' End catalog just arrived here at Lehigh. May switch color of my sideline wear this season. Fans say black makes me look heavy. Is ebony too out-there?

So many new faces. Do I call our left corner Rodgers? Or Cromartie? What about Aso . . . Asam . . . Asamug . . . that other guy? Life was much easier with Taylor and Vincent.

Big excitement in a mountaintop dorm last night. Several players ran from building insisting they'd seen vermin. Turns out it was just Drew Rosenhaus. Scary.

Good to see DeSean back. Now we've finally got a stand-in for Banner in our summer-camp production of "Tom Thumb."

Thinking about answering all my news-conference questions in tweets since my responses rarely exceed 140 characters. Time's yours. LOL.

Dick Vermeil was here Monday, smiling, shaking hands. Wish I had his personality. Hell, John Felske's would be an improvement.

ESPN's Sal Pal at Lehigh. How does he manage to look natty in 90 degrees wearing a coat and tie? I once perspired through a parka in Green Bay in January.

What did I ever see in Kolb? A wasted pick. Should have chosen yet another DL who can't play.

Seeing a lot on news about flash mobs back in Philly. Frightening. Kind of reminds me of our special teams when Ted Daisher was in charge.

One thing about camp in mountains, the bugs and pests are awful. Applied spray twice Monday. Still had to swat Eskin away all day.

Prince Amukamara, the Giants' No. 1 pick, injured himself at camp last week and was exiled to Elba.

1. We can't stay awake through West Coast games anymore.

2. Our scarred psyches can't grasp the kind of season these Phillies are experiencing. We keep waiting for Roy Halladay to break down, Ryan Howard to demand a trade, and Chase Utley to put his hand through a headlight.

3. We have to adjust our hearing aids every night because Tom McCarthy insists on opening each telecast by shouting his way through those corny intros.

1. You must accept the notion that dressing like a real baseball player makes you a real baseball fan. Fitzpatrick's Theory: Every team garment a fan wears lowers his baseball IQ by 10 points.

2. They are able to endure an entire edition of Channel 17's postgame show.

3. You'd rather pay $7.50 for a beer than pay attention to the game.

Maybe somebody at Penn State ought to make Joe Paterno don one of those red jerseys quarterbacks wear at practices to keep from being hit.

Paterno's latest injury is reason No. 467 why an 84-year-old shouldn't be coaching a major college football program.

Crediting Adam Scott's Bridgestone Invitational victory to caddie Steve Williams is like attributing Andy Reid's 118 victories to Butch Buchanico.

This Yahoo.com headline provides yet another reason we can disregard the Redskins in the NFC East again this season:

"Rex Grossman Ahead of John Beck on First Depth Chart"

From Brian Clifton, the adviser to NBA star John Wall, about the player's alleged desire to reenroll at Kentucky during the NBA lockout.

Wall would reenroll, Clifton said, only "if it's absolutely certain that he can finish his semester. He doesn't want to compromise [his freshman GPA] by being in and out and only halfheartedly commit to being a student."

I guess leaving after his freshman season at UK didn't indicate a halfhearted commitment.

Does it bother anyone else that Confederate flags continue to wave from so many RVs in NASCAR parking lots, even at Pocono last weekend?

Can anyone give me a logical rationale?

And they wonder why NASCAR continues to be the butt of jokes.

Now that Mike Missanelli is writing a Page 2 Inquirer column, I think it's time I got a shot as a sports talk-radio host.

As Tony Bruno proved again last week, all you need to do to be successful is say stupid things loudly.

And except for the loud part, I've got that mastered.