In less than 30 minutes, Marcus Vick went from excited to inconsolable. He was pumped up for Philadelphia's big Monday Night Football matchup with the New Orleans Saints. Unhappily, for Marcus, the game eventually started and he went of the rails, not pulling any punches along the way. The offensive line is shit and not even an NFL-caliber offensive line. He complains about bad decision-making, presumably coaching related. He recalls fondly the glory days of Winston Justice. It's all there. Let's watch Marcus watch big brother Mike get knocked around some more and see what else he has to say. That is, if he ever turns the channel back.