Following a soggy Thursday affair where some of the footballs Matt Ryan threw seemed to be wrapped in a diving belt, we turn our already weathered gaze to the Carolina Panthers. I was prepared to burn some digital sage in today’s Falcoholinks to cleanse any lingering negative energy from Philadelphia, but the Falcons seem to have disgraced the football gods ahead of Sunday’s tilt. Let’s dive in and try not to hit our heads on the bottom.
I’m not sure you can call it an injury bug at this point. More of an injury succubus that has latched onto the Atlanta Falcons like some ancient pestilence.