Two more burnt offerings to football's altar...

We lost two more football-affiliated people yesterday to the All-Consuming Holy Obsession With Football.

Fred Matua passed away at 28.  USC officially lists his death as heart-related, but other word says that it was a brain aneurysm. 

And then, Andy Reid's sons continue their odyssey.  Andy's oldest son Garrett is dead.

And to give you what I view as Andy's football-laced attitude with just about everything, here's an ESPN reporter who talked to Reid often:

How's your family? It is a question I ask Andy Reid every time I see him. Friday was no different. For the past two years, the answer has been the same.

"They're good," Reid said, shaking my hand. "How are your kids?"

"Getting bigger," I said.

"That's what they're supposed to do," Reid said.

"That's what they're supposed to do", Andy?

Really??  Does everything have to be broken down in the same terms you would use on a lineman or a linebacker or somesuch?

So I guess, here, that there's no surprise that Garrett Reid finally is dead at Eagles training camp, found dead in a dorm room at 29.  Garrett was an assistant to the strength coaches on the Eagles.

Both of Andy's first two sons have done prison time for drugs, and word is this might have well been drug-related as well.

But the Reid family is so obsessed with football (the other son from prison is with Temple's football team as a coach, and a third son is about to enter college, redshirting at Temple) that no one can see how poorly it appears that Andy's career with the Eagles has imprinted on his sons.

Any wonder, then, why the Eagles were so quick to be the ones to sign Dog-Killer for $100,000,000?  Maybe to the blind sheep....