PHILADELPHIA – During Sam Bradford's return to Philadelphia, he found himself booed, battered, wind-blown, sacked, stripped of the ball and at least temporarily excommunicated from his instant football sainthood.
He proved that you can go home again; you just might not remain upright.
The Vikings suffered what these days we like to call total system failure Sunday in a 21-10 loss to the Philadelphia Eagles. They faltered on special teams, offense and on the sideline, with the most egregious mistakes tenderizing Bradford's ribs and softening expectations for the Vikings' season.
Bradford's blockers will receive most of the blame for Bradford's first poor game in purple, and they should. But Bradford did little to help.
He missed open receivers and showed poor pocket awareness. He looked spooked even when there were no ghosts. From the second half of the victory in Carolina up until kickoff on Sunday, Bradford had managed pressure well, beating blitzes with quick passes and decisions.
Whatever his previous reputation, Bradford has proved in Minnesota that he is willing to take a hit while making a play. Sunday, he was too willing to take a hit while putting the ball at risk. He fumbled four times, lost two and threw one interception.
"I think I just have to be better about keeping two hands on the ball in the pocket," he said. "Especially in traffic, when there are people around."
His overall numbers were not bad, providing the latest evidence that uncontextualized statistics can't be trusted. He completed 24 of 41 passes for 224 yards and one touchdown. He had spoiled the Vikings with zero turnovers in his first four games. That streak was not meant to last but shouldn't have turned this game into something resembling soccer.