Who Is Nick Foles?

As the Eagles prepare for a brand-new season, quarterback Nick Foles has become the most buzzed-about athlete in town. But does he have what it takes to win us a Super Bowl at last?

Photograph by Nick Hallowell/Getty Images

Photograph by Nick Hallowell/Getty Images

Within the physical layout of Westlake High School is a space referred to as the Commons, with an insignia of a W in the middle of the floor. It was a hangout for seniors when Nick Foles was in his final year there in 2006. In the social pecking order at Westlake, the cooler you were, the more you gravitated to the middle.

That was the observation of Bron Hager. Hager was a latecomer to Westlake, which is located about 20 minutes west of downtown Austin. He had transferred in as a junior from a small private school, and the transition hadn’t been easy. Maybe he was too obsessed with cool, and the middle of the Commons was, well, the middle of the Commons. But Hager noticed something else about the middle: the one person who never wanted to be there.

In a school of remarkable achievement and affluence, Nick Foles perfectly fit the Westlake socioeconomic profile and was its BMOC. He was the quarterback of its football team, the Chaparrals, on their way to the Texas state championship game in the highest 5-A classification. He was equally gifted in basketball; he’d started as a freshman. His girlfriend, Lauren Farmer, was a standout cheerleader and homecoming queen. Nick Foles was the middle.

But Foles pawed around the edges. The only middle he was interested in was a football huddle, and even there, he led by the example of his toughness and arm, which gave receivers chest bruises. He cannoned balls 60 yards flat-footed, and had stand-up pocket presence. He never yelled. The idea of him trash-talking was unthinkable. He had an almost pathological aversion to drawing attention to himself, as if it was sinful. He didn’t have the requisite personality for it, anyway.

The truth was, Nick Foles was something of a nerd, a guy who hung around with a small posse of mostly non-football nerds — eggheads, kids who would go on to careers in finance and private equity and engineering. A hot Saturday night was getting together at his house to play video games like Call of Duty, or hanging out at Zilker Park on the shores of Lady Bird Lake. “Dude, come on, you’re the quarterback, go out and have some fun,” high-school teammate Matt Nader pleaded with him, fruitlessly.

He was the kid you wanted dating your daughter, because he would have her home at 9:30 after you said 10. He was socially awkward, with a naive and goofy sense of humor. He dressed as if he had never seen clothes before. His hair was oddly styled in an ersatz pageboy, curling below his ears like a drainage ditch and covering his forehead in uneven wisps, thin grime on a windshield. His face was a cup of Napoleon Dynamite and a tablespoon of golly-gee-willikers and a teaspoon of Gomer Pyle. He tried at school, and even took Latin.

During his senior spring-break trip to Mexico, while most everyone else spent the afternoon recovering from drinking, he jogged, because there was nothing for him to recover from. He threw a football around with a kid from the Austin area. When Nick asked the kid to name his favorite player, he said, “Nick Foles!” But the kid didn’t recognize that he was having a catch with the actual Nick Foles. And Nick Foles was too reticent to tell him.

THE NICK FOLES of today still bears a great resemblance to the Nick Foles of yesterday. The teeth are whiter; the hair is shorter; he sometimes wears Hugo Boss. Earlier this year he married former University of Arizona volleyball player Tori Moore — brunette, built, beautiful — and he even held a glass of champagne when he got engaged. But he is still quiet. He still leads by example. He still plays video games. He still wears the hair suit of humility. He still pathologically refuses to do anything that draws attention to him. It’s admirable. Actually, it’s boring. It’s unrealistic and annoying now, self-subsumption as a form of conceit.

When in only your second year, at the age of 24, you complete 64 percent of your passes for 2,891 yards and 27 touchdowns, with only two interceptions and a quarterback rating of 119.2 that’s better than every other National Football League quarterback, you’re going to garner attention. Fans, understandably, are going to want to know more about you, particularly since you’re still a mystery. It’s part of the territory. You’re in the pros. Deal with it.

I asked Nick Foles for an interview for this story. My request was rejected. According to his agent, Justin Schulman, Foles doesn’t want to do anything at this point that highlights his success and not the team collectively. Uh, it’s a little late for that, son, given that you’re the hottest-rising quarterback in the NFL. You are the attention draw.

I was asked to do the story because of the enormous common bond that Foles and I share: Texas high-school football. He’s defined by it, and I memorialized it in the book Friday Night Lights. The request for his time went from a couple of days to a couple of hours anywhere in the country. This story isn’t about wrenching sensitive secrets. It’s obvious and legitimate.

Particularly since Foles is the New Face of Philadelphia Sports in a sports-mad town, the newest promise to the Promised Land in the post-Donovan McNabb era. Is he capable of leading the Eagles to the Super Bowl one day? Was the 2013 season aberrant? How will he handle the pressure? Fans need to try to figure out what ticks inside him to remotely know any of the answers.

Instead, what has emerged is a one-dimensional choirboy caricature reflective of a player and a team and a league terrified of individuality. Foles is selling himself, and being sold by the born-again Eagles, as the anti-DeSean: contrite, non-charismatic, cautious, churchgoing, Caucasian. The perfect poster boy for Eagles owner Jeffrey Lurie and commissioner Roger Goodell’s vision of a new NFL theme park where players have no discernible personality and the Twitter account is laced with Glories to God.

I don’t believe this is all there is to Nick Foles. I definitely don’t believe it after spending extensive time in Austin talking to teammates and coaches and parents in the roots of Texas and high-school football that so define him. I now realize how different he is from every other player in the NFL. He has been forced to overcome much adversity on the football field and none off of it, because he grew up in a cocoon virtually devoid of African-Americans and poverty and hardship. He shares an economic background similar to that of fellow Texas product Johnny Manziel, only with a much richer family and without any of Manziel’s presence. And in a key defining moment in his life, perhaps the key moment, he was bearing witness to something that no one should ever have to see.

TO KNOW NICK FOLES, you go back to the base. Which means going to the community that encompasses Westlake High School. Its predominant zip code, 78746, is an Austin equivalent of Beverly Hills, 90210. Its population of some 27,000 is small and homogeneous and oppressively white. It’s an area where everyone pretty much melds into everyone else to create one big blob, men in button-downs or polo shirts with the insignia of the golf club like a one-percenter skull head, women trim and prim and pretty in the way that dressed-up mannequins can be. There is no downtown, as if the very idea is somehow creatively dangerous, too much expression. The median house value in 2011, $610,800, is roughly five times the Texas average. The median family income of $167,295 is almost three times the state norm. There are 82 families who own five or more vehicles, and 1,251 who live in homes with five or more bedrooms.

Foles’s spawning ground, Westlake High, was born out of the age of forced integration in the 1950s and ’60s, in the wake of Brown v. Board of Education. Before the first year of classes at Westlake, in 1970, high-school students in the Eanes Independent School District were still being bused to Austin, since they had no high school of their own. When the area was faced with the choice of either joining the Austin school district, which would have meant forced integration of its schools, or remaining independent and building a high school, the answer wasn’t terribly surprising. The minority population of Westlake High in 2010 was roughly 18 percent. Of that, only one percent were African-American. Foles didn’t have a single black teammate when he played his senior season in 2006.

This says nothing about his or anyone else’s racial attitudes. It does say that Foles grew up in a bubble of entitlement and shockingly narrow social experience. “Nick was a privileged guy,” says Hager. “The guy had whatever he wanted.” So did pretty much everyone else. Only three percent of the roughly 2,500 students at Westlake are listed as economically disadvantaged, compared to the Texas average of 60 percent.

A large number of students at Westlake are the sons and daughters of lawyers and doctors and high-tech capitalists and private equity managers and business executives. The car of choice in the student parking lot is the Lexus. These are the overachieving kids of overachieving parents who pay gargantuan taxes, which is why the district superintendent makes $240,306 and the principal $140,000 and the football coach/athletic director $109,980 and the director of the band $94,800. Which is also the reason the school is superb academically, one of Newsweek’s best 100 in the nation, with a mean SAT score of 1214. Which is why Foles’s teammates went off to schools like Harvard, Princeton, Dartmouth, the University of Virginia and the Air Force Academy. It’s also why Westlake is reviled in Central Texas for being rich, snotty and white.

Other high schools don’t like Westlake, which lends a subtext of racial war to some of the football games it plays. The antagonism is further stirred by the legacy of the Westlake Chaparrals, undersized players who outsmart and out-condition opponents. The school won a state championship in 1996 under Drew Brees, has been to the finals seven times, and won its district 18 years in a row. And never lost to archrival Austin High until, somewhat ignominiously, Foles was a senior. The school had four players in the pros last year — Foles, Brees, Baltimore Ravens kicker Justin Tucker and Tampa Bay Buccaneers tight end Kyle Adams. That’s the most of any high school in Texas.

No one will ever say that Nick Foles is snotty. But he is obviously white, and his family is rich — very rich, well into the many millions, based on Securities and Exchange Commission filings. It isn’t farfetched speculation to think that he comes from the richest family of any player in the NFL.

His high-school teammate Matt Nader tells me that the best way to assess the rising fortunes of the Foles family was by observing the improvements made to their house over the years. The 6,708-square-foot mini-mansion, with a pool and spa, is in the winding Candylandesque hills off Westlake Drive, at the end of a cul-de-sac in an upscale housing development where even the flower petals fluttering onto the Elysian lawns look purposely placed. Currently assessed at $1.5 million, it was hardly a rancher when the Foles family bought it in the late ’90s. But over the years, the basement was finished and a new garage was put in, according to Travis County appraisal records. Then came the uncovered deck and a first-floor porch almost the entire length of the house.

The money was made by Foles’s father, Larry. Said to be a man of sober seriousness and infinite ambition, he has had remarkable success in the brutal hit-and-mostly-miss field of restauranteering. His son has inherited his relentless work ethic; during June and July, when Westlake players work out on their own, it isn’t unusual for them to hit the weight room. Teammates watched agape as Nick Foles toiled in an hours-long regimen of throwing and running in the lugubrious Texas heat.

It was Larry, better than any coach or recruiter or pro scout, who knew how good Nick could be if he was pushed. So Larry pushed, perhaps because his whole life has been about pushing. He was the kind of parent who tried to make not only every practice at Westlake High, but also every junior-high practice. As fellow Chaparral parent Paul Nader says, perhaps euphemistically, pushing sometimes meant “tough love.” Bron Hager says that Larry was always ready to go to war for Nick, but war of course is never pretty: “He’s Nick’s toughest critic.” Hager remembers sitting next to Larry at the Arizona-USC game in 2009: “There wasn’t a more-pissed parent.” (Nick threw for 239 yards and two touchdowns, including the game-winner late in the fourth quarter.)

Raised in Petal, Mississippi, Larry Foles had nothing growing up. He told hiladelphia Daily News Eagles beat reporter Les Bowen (Larry Foles and his wife, Melissa, also declined to be interviewed for this story) that his parents split when he was 13, prompting him to drop out of high school and move to Oregon in the early ’60s to work manual labor for 90 cents an hour. He returned to Mississippi and became the general manger of a Shoney’s.

Then he went into the ownership side, with partner Guy Villavaso. The two became a hit parade, using Austin as their incubator. Their greatest accomplishments — Eddie V’s Prime Seafood Grille, with eight locations, and Wildfish Seafood, with three — were sold along with the brands in 2011 to the huge conglomerate Darden Restaurants for $59 million in cash.

Larry Foles seemed to view his son’s college career the way he did a restaurant: location, location, location. If one fails, you move and try someplace else until something works. When Nick signed a letter of intent with Arizona State University before his senior season, it was Larry who made initial contact with the school, as opposed to the other way around. When Nick decommitted from Arizona State and went to Michigan State University in 2007, Larry got an apartment in East Lansing. When Nick was deciding whether to leave Michigan State after a year, it was Larry who became his spokesman. When Nick then went to the University of Arizona, it made sense because of Larry’s significant restaurant holdings in the state.

Nick’s deep sense of faith and generosity of spirit to others come from his mother. When Hager, the son of former Eagles linebacker Britt Hager, came to Westlake, he hated the school, and the school hated him back. Foles reached out to him, befriending him without noblesse oblige, opening up his home to him and making him feel part of something.

“He’s just a very down-to-earth guy,” says Justin Wang, who was a kicker on the team and Foles’s best friend in high school, part of that quasi-nerd posse. “We’re not quiet people. We’re people who like to hang out. We were just never into going crazy and partying all the time.” Hager did manage to corrupt Foles just a bit, late in their senior year: Foles conducted an ultimately losing battle with cognac and vermouth and ended up facedown on the carpet, mumbling incoherently to his girlfriend on his cellphone.

It seems doubtful it has happened since.

Which is a shame.

THE GREATEST ATHLETES all have arrogance; no matter how thick the playbook of humility, it still seeps through. You can see it and you can feel it. Except with Foles.

“Every time I ask him how things are going, it’s always about the team,” says Wang. “All this success hasn’t changed who he is.”

Michael Vick is a great guy. It was an extraordinary team effort. The offensive line deserves all the credit.

Give it a little bit of a rest, kid.

Nobody can deny Nick Foles’s toughness, at six-foot-five and 240 pounds. He played the last 12 games of his senior year at Westlake High with a torn labrum in his throwing shoulder without telling anyone or complaining about the pain.

But there’s still an aura of softness about him, no fire. Maybe it’s the hee-haw face. Maybe it’s the stream of selfless platitudes about others. Maybe it’s that at 25, he’s still very much a boy among men with the Eagles, with no interest in the extracurricular world of clubbing. Or maybe it’s the reality that if he fails in football, he has the likely cushion of going into an enormously successful family business. It’s the intangible hunger factor that appears to be missing.

There is some danger in judging Foles from his outward temperament. Derek Long, Foles’s former head coach at Westlake, believes he’s far more observant than he ever lets on. High-school teammates describe an inner confidence hard to pinpoint, but always there.

The most consistent element of Foles’s career has been doubt about him: He has never succumbed to discouragement, even though he’s had plenty of it.

It goes back to his sophomore year in high school, when he was being groomed to be Westlake’s starting quarterback. Foles was also an excellent basketball player, with a chance of playing Division I. He wasn't sure about his degree of commitment to football in a program that, as with all Texas high-school football, doesn’t welcome indecision. Teammates remember him being hurt a lot of the time. “What’s the deal with Foles?” was the sentiment of wide receiver Staton Jobe. “Is he going to be injured his whole career?” Adds head coach Long: “We felt like he was going to be able to step in, but we weren’t sure. … We knew he could throw, but there’s a lot more to being a quarterback.”

Then Foles, who has a pattern of reducing expectations to nothing only to exceed them since there no longer are any, stepped it up. He started as a junior. He became a star in Texas. His senior year, he led Westlake to the state championship finals against Southlake Carroll, which was undefeated and ultimately named the top-ranked team in the country. Westlake actually led at the half, 15-7, on its way to a major upset. But then, early in the second half, came a most unusual play that not even Chip Kelly has installed and that bears mentioning:

Southlake Carroll quarterback Riley Dodge, operating out of the shotgun, projectile-vomited right before the snap. This stunned the Westlake defense (talking about it today, some players still seem stunned), which resulted in Dodge throwing a touchdown pass. Westlake was never the same after that and lost, 43-29.

Foles broke the career passing-yardage record at Westlake held by Drew Brees, throwing for 5,658 yards. But he wasn’t a hot recruit. The rap was that he was too slow, a system quarterback in a school that has produced nine quarterbacks who have gone on to play that position in college football since 1992 — at best, he was a backup. Plus, it was the age of the dual threat and Vince Young. Duke made an offer, which back then was slightly better than being chosen last in a pickup game. Texas El Paso sought him out, which was the Gulag. The major Texas schools weren’t interested. Signing with Arizona State became a mess when the coach who wanted him, Dirk Koetter, was fired and replaced by Dennis Erickson, who in turn was so impressed by Foles that he went out and recruited another quarterback.

After walking away from Arizona State, Foles signed late in the recruiting season with Michigan State. He got into the first game of the season in 2007, and that was all. He was homesick and going through a bad breakup with his girlfriend. He was competing with Kirk Cousins (a redshirt) and Brian Hoyer, both future pros. Before his sophomore season, head coach Mark Dantonio signed quarterback transfer Keith Nichol. And Foles was on the move again. “I didn’t think he was going to make it,” says Hager. “I don’t know where he got his strength to make it.” Adds Justin Wang: “He just took it in stride. His faith allowed him to stay strong.”

Foles transferred to Arizona. He battled with Matt Scott for the starting job and lost it, until Scott played poorly and Foles got his chance. The team went to two consecutive bowl games under Foles, in 2009 and 2010. His senior year was a team disaster. He put up great numbers, throwing for 4,334 yards and 28 touchdowns. But Arizona won only four games. Head coach Mike Stoops was fired in the middle of the season.

The newest rap was that Foles had played in a gimmicky offense with few sophisticated reads. But he was named to the Senior Bowl and, in his typical pattern, was so lackluster in practices that several draft experts showered praise instead on Brandon Weeden. Foles then played, with the best performance of any quarterback, and was thought to be a possible first-round pick. Then he made the single worst mistake of his career. He entered the NFL combine.

THE COMBINE IS A monument to the absurdity of how NFL teams judge college players, depending on the 40-yard dash and the vertical leap and the broad jump as if actual game experience is irrelevant. It is also beyond demeaning, with pasty-looking men in over-saturated polo shirts and guts that spill well beyond the belt line timing the specimens and whispering conspiratorially to each other like bidders at a horse auction. The only thing they don’t do is open up mouths with thumb and forefinger to inspect teeth, followed by spreading the cheeks for signs of unauthorized use.

Among quarterbacks entering the draft in 2012, Robert Griffin III ran the 40-yard dash in 4.41, Russell Wilson in 4.55, Andrew Luck in 4.67 and Ryan Tannehill in 4.62. Foles’s time was 5.14 seconds — the worst of the quarterbacks who entered. Pro Football Weekly called him a “lumbering pocket passer” who gets “panicked in the pocket” and said he “is consistently off the mark” and “is not an inspiring field general,” on a par with former fifth-round pick John Skelton of the Arizona Cardinals. But former Eagles coach Andy Reid and offensive coordinator Marty Mornhinweg saw something in Foles that no one else did, and they drafted him in the third round.

Foles played in seven games in 2012, starting six of them because of a Michael Vick injury. He put up mediocre numbers typical of a rookie. “Everything was clouded by Michael Vick,” says Nader, recounting the ensuing chatter. “‘He doesn’t belong here.’ ‘He doesn’t belong in this type of offense.’ ‘Who is Nick Foles?’”

He was the same Nick Foles who a year later threw for an NFL record-tying seven touchdown passes against the Oakland Raiders and came out of nowhere to be the league’s phenomenon.

Foles still doesn’t inspire full faith among fans. He shouldn’t. One-year wonders in professional sports form an endless chain. He was unknown last year, and the unknown is often a player’s best asset until it becomes known. When Chip Kelly talks about Foles as the franchise quarterback, it always feels like he’s lying, because he’s both good at it and a smug wiseass.

Foles isn’t a pressure quarterback. He lost the state championship in high school, lost both of his bowl games, and looked confused in the second half of the loss to the New Orleans Saints in last year’s playoffs. In 17 pro starts, he’s thrown only one game-winning touchdown pass in the fourth quarter or overtime. (Compare that to Andrew Luck, who threw six in his first two seasons.) Sometimes he just flings it up there in the hope that someone is around to catch it, although without DeSean Jackson, that’s become far less likely. The Eagles also played a weak schedule last year.

And yet.

IT WAS HOT that September night in 2006. When people talk about what happened, this is the first thing they invariably mention — how hot it was.

The game-time temperature in College Station was 88 degrees, with 52 percent humidity. Playing football in the heat is unbearable. But there’s something about Texas heat that makes it even more unbearable.

Not that it particularly mattered. Westlake came into the game undefeated and ranked sixth in the state. Its opponent, A&M Consolidated, was undefeated and ranked number four. It was the game of the week in Texas.

There was buzz about Foles. But in terms of future college potential on Westlake, offensive tackle Matt Nader caused much more excitement. Nader was six-foot-six and 300 pounds, and he pretty much threw defenders around at will. He also had astounding lateral movement for a player that size, and may have been faster than Foles. Nader had been second-team all-state as a junior, and was so talented that he had already committed to the University of Texas. Mack Brown wanted him badly.

A&M scored early in the game to take a 7-0 lead. Westlake came back with a 16-play drive that consumed roughly seven minutes. As Paul Nader and Barbara Bergin — he a nephrologist, she an orthopedic surgeon — watched their son, he seemed uncharacteristically sluggish, not firing off the line, even getting tossed around a little bit. They figured it was the heat, or maybe nervousness.

Foles and Nader came off the field. Nader went to the bench with the other offensive linemen. Offensive line coach Steve Ramsey came over to critique what had gone right and what had gone wrong during the drive. An ice towel was placed on the back of Nader’s neck. He suddenly fell and landed on his back with his cleats still propped up on the bench. It was so bizarre that Hager thought he was joking and told him to get the fuck up.

But Nader wasn’t moving, still in that Humpty-Dumpty position.

Nick Foles watched in the stasis of the night, where the humidity had now risen to 67 percent. He had played with Nader for six years, starting in junior high school. They were fellow co-captains. They perfectly complemented each other, Nader’s emotion a rabbit’s foot to Nick and Nick’s steadiness the same to Matt. Now he was watching his beloved teammate still not move.

Nader’s parents had their eyes trained on the game until somebody told them that Matt was down. They ran out of the bleachers, through 4,500 fans in silence as loud as any roar, except for the piercing scream of Nader’s girlfriend.

His father felt his pulse.

“Barb, Matt’s not breathing.”

Paul Nader did chest compression. Barbara did mouth-to-mouth. He didn’t revive.

Because this was Westlake, other doctors who were the fathers of players poured out of the stands. Allen Dornak and Greg Kronberg, both anesthesiologists. Cardiologist Paul Tucker, the father of future Baltimore Ravens placekicker Justin. They took over for Matt Nader’s parents. They checked for a pulse.

Still nothing.

Larry and Melissa Foles were there. They watched, like their son. A whisper shuddered through the sidelines that Matt Nader was dead.

By some miracle, Westlake carried an automated external defibrillator to games. There was no state requirement at the time to have it on the field; it had been given as a gift. It had never been used — another piece of equipment lugged around by the trainers. But it was charged and ready to go.

Tucker applied the pads of the defibrillator, with its rush of electricity.

Paul Nader watched. He could tell it hadn’t worked. He turned to his fellow physicians in a desperate last measure.

“Aren’t you going to create an air path for him?”

It didn’t happen.

There came a pulse.

He came to consciousness. An hour later at the hospital, there was nothing wrong with Nader. He was fully alert. It all seemed so freakish and unreal. Except that he would never play another down of football. He had gone through ventricular fibrillation, a condition in which the heart stops pumping blood. While there was no certainty it would happen again, the risk was too great. An implantable cardioverter defibrillator was inserted into Nader’s chest, to control irregular heartbeats.

Nick Foles knew the power of football dreams better than anyone, and how awful it must be to give them up when it isn’t your choice. He sat with Nader afterward at a hospital in Austin. They talked about what happened, to the extent that Nader wanted to talk about it, because Foles was (and is) never one to take anyone out of his comfort zone. Foles seemed almost philosophical, in his own way. “He just wanted to make sure I was okay,” says Nader today. “That I still recognized there’s more to life than football. Everybody has to stop playing it at some point.”

So maybe Nick Foles doesn’t have the edge of Peyton Manning. Or the come-from-behind fearlessness of Tom Brady. Or the gravitas of Drew Brees. Or the feet of Russell Wilson, or Colin Kaepernick, or …

He carries with him the fragility embedded into everything. The dividing line you never know. It’s something that no championship ring can ever teach him and few NFL players truly understand, clinging to their careers long after they’re over.

“He has remained true to his natural person,” Matt Nader says, “and that goes to show you how strong of a kid he is.”

But unless he stops being chickenshit and goes into the middle, he will never guide the Eagles to the place that only tantalizes us. We are tired, Nick. We are already dependent on you. So man up to be the man.

Sidle up to a bar on the road and order a slug of single malt, not a double shot of milk. It’s okay to address LeSean McCoy as “Shady” instead of “Sir Shady.” Don’t ever publicly say again that your favorite movie is The Lion King.

Acolytes get to heaven. Strut gets you to the Super Bowl.

Originally published in the July 2014 issue of Philadelphia magazine.

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  • jdbirle

    This guys good for Philly and good for the NFL.

  • C_a_B12

    Pretty sure “chickenshit” describes Buzz more than it describes Foles. Interesting article at parts but I really don’t understand why Buzz hates him so much for not being a rich a-hole. No one reads Philadelphia Mag because only articles written by morons get any attention.

  • Morlando26

    I’d argue that Brady, Manning, Brees, and Eli all have that “awww shucks” demeanor about them, and all they’ve done is win Super Bowls. I’m failing to see the correlation between being a club rat and winning rings.

  • 370HSSV 0773H

    I was actually feeling positive about Nick until I read this.

    • Guest

      why? its just a terrible article. the main gripes he has with him is the fact his parents have money and he went to a mostly white high school. and hes boring. Its one of the crappiest articles i have ever read on this website, and that is saying something in and of itself.

    • Brian Zee

      If this POS article actually changed your attitude toward Foles then you need to reassess a few things and become a bit more of a critical thinker. This is a washed up writer feeling hurt because he didn’t get an interview and trying as hard as he can to be negative about a guy who has not given anyone much to be negative about.

    • bigmyc

      OMG. GTFO. You are gonna let one contrived article from one questionable writer affect the what you’ve seen for the last 1 1/2 seasons? You are one impressionable dude. 27 TD 2 INT. That’s a pretty good line. You don’t get there without SOME level of talent, I think we can safely say. Bissinger doesn’t understand what it takes to make a truly good QB. He just bloviates as if he does. Get a hold of yourself.

  • Eagles1049

    What the hell did I just read?

    • dnabrice

      Made me more of a Foles fan than I was before. Prove the guy wrong.

    • Frank

      Sports writers stopped developing emotionally at around 10 years old. Literally every single one of them.

  • ciscokid

    Don’t speak on behalf of Philadelphians and call Nick Foles “chickenshit,” what the hell kind of journalism is that? Interesting article which Bissinger put a bad spin on.

  • Justin Kessler

    Sorry you didn’t get that interview Buzz. Don’t take it too personally.

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  • BuzzIsChickensh1t

    Sounds like Buzz is pouting because Foles wouldn’t grant him an interview for this story. You need to man up and just accept that he blew you off…

    Of course if he did grant the interview you would’ve had a lot more substance to write about, and then maybe this article wouldn’t have been so terrible. Great potential with this story, but terrible execution…

  • FluxCapacitor

    This article screams “I am a pissed off infant”. Awwww, they wouldn’t give you an interview, pumpkin? Grow up and do your job, and that doesn’t mean be a vindictive ass.

  • Justin Incarvite

    Three things..
    1. Thanks for making Nick Foles my favorite player.
    2. How can you sit here and call someone ”chickenshit”’ for being himself. Some of the greatest men don’t drink or party. You write for a magazine that no one reads.. come on man………..
    3. I love the Lion King, greatest movie of all time.

  • Paydirt

    What an obvious hatchet piece, and I’d thought Philadelphia Magazine would’ve been above putting up simple click bait articles. I think the just fell a notch closer to the internet’s popup book, Buzzfeed.

    I have three questions in my head after reading this dreck. 1- Did Buzz decide before or after being turned down for the interview did he decide to come after Foles. 2- Why does he seem to have such a huge problem with people who try to lead a clean lifestyle. 3 – How many times does Bissinger need to bring up the fact that he’s white, and would this article ever have been published if an African American player were substituted for Foles.

    Especially loved this bit: “No one will ever say that Nick Foles is snotty. But he is obviously white…”

    • SDR97

      Yeah, it’s very bizarre. If Buzz Bissinger weren’t white himself, he’d be a racist. Some people just think it’s okay to dismiss someone who happens to be born into privilege. After all, no quarterback born into privilege, say as the son of a former NFL quarterback himself, will ever amount to anything or be a decent human being.

      • dwid2

        drew brees grew up in the same area, and went to the same school and you can be a racist against your own kind, i see it all the time

    • Birdsfan12

      Buzz – this may be the dumbest article I’ve ever read. Your argument is that Foles works too hard, has manners and doesn’t drink? Brilliant argument. The fact that he came from an affluent family and still works hard is a testament to his character. Based on your article it appears you have none. You sound like a whiny writer that never made a sports team in your life who is bitter about that and the fact Foles doesn’t want to be interviewed by you. The fact that Foles chooses to talk about the team instead of himself is a sign of leadership. Read a book on leadership and maybe you’ll understand. Take some time off from writing to read the book and then quit and find a new profession

  • Vinni

    Buzz should be better than this… he blames Nick for being born into a situation where he is entitled in the monetary sense, yet overlooks every other athlete for being born entitled in the physical sense. Foles lucked out in both, yet he’s “Chickenshit” because he isn’t rubbing it in everyone’s face, ala Manziel? You need to pull your head outta Texas, Buzz.

    The person who Foles reminds me of is Roy Halladay. Both big, hardworking and humble dudes. How dare humility take center stage. How dare an athlete actually pay more than simple lip service towards the concept of “team”. Foles doesn’t want anything but the best for the people around him, just like you couldn’t get a sentence out of Halladay without him mentioning Carlos Ruiz. Does that make Foles or Halladay “Chickenshit”?

    Or are you for writing such an obvious hatchet job?

    • Bailey

      Buzz only mentions Nick’s privileged upbringing to highlight his truly humble nature, not to say he is entitled. Also, this “Chickenshit” business is not an insult – I think Buzz just hopes Nick will read this and understand, he just means to budge Nick into being more of a tenacious figure.

  • ficknoles

    Whats with all the racial references in this story?

  • Coco

    This article is nothing more than sour grapes from a refused interview and flat out jealousy that the kid comes from a well off family.

    Philly.com seems to be the new Daily News in that the stories are awful, and the journalists” bitter old losers. I’m sorry you can’t play sports Buzz. I’m even more sorry that you think you “memorialized” Texas high school football with Friday night Ass….I mean lights.

    We are all dumber having read this. I award you no points, and may god have mercy on your soul.

    • this guy

      You read this article on Phillymag.com. Philly.com is something else.

  • Brian Zee

    This was one of the most unprofessional articles I have ever read. Being white and affluent is not a crime. It’s not something that Nick has to apologize or atone for. This attitude is a huge part of the problem. Instead of looking at the Foles family and saying, “Wow, Mr. Foles really busted his ass and went from managing a shoneys to being a multi-millionaire. I want to do that!,” the attitude is “Screw him, he’s rich and most people aren’t so him and his family are a bunch of racist elitist white devils even if there is plenty of direct evidence to the contrary”

  • Tikkit, draft crapshoot

    Buzz: sometimes you should just bathe in your own tears rather than writing something that, at times, comes across like a jilted girlfriends diatribe against a guy who was just too good for her.

  • Theangelsofblood

    All those words, and the time it took to read it for… Someone to put his opinions on someone he cannot place in a box. The arrogance from this piece speaks about someone who wants and needs to organize players like a child puts wooden pieces into different shapes on a box. Foles is not a square piece (getting in constant trouble), a round piece (outspoken rich kid), or a triangle piece (hype man). Foles is humble, dedicated to his team, and a solid role model. Is it sad that in today’s day in age, Foles is disrespected for being humble instead of getting caught doing something wrong?

  • Americanitis!

    Boy, this is ONE HOT TAKE.

  • OregonDucksFan

    — ” Its predominant zip code, 78746, is an Austin equivalent of Beverly Hills, 90210. Its population of some 27,000 is small and homogeneous and oppressively white.”

    So would the author describe Harlem and South Central LA as “oppressively black”? Just wondering.

  • Kristen

    I was interested in this article until about the third sentence — Foles graduated from Westlake in 2007. I know because I was a senior in 2006 when he was a junior. Check your facts before you print.

    • Olivia

      I graduated WHS in 2007. I clicked on this to read about Nick, and pretty much stopped after the third sentence, too. Also, he was a super nice guy in high school, which is not a bad thing like this article makes it out to be.

    • josephdavies

      Didn’t say he graduated in 2006, he said Foles was in his “final year there in 2006,” which, if he graduated in 07, is correct.



    Wow!! Nick Foles has been nothing but class to the Eagles teammates, and organization. Why would you take so many cheap shots as to his upbringing. His father worked for everything he earned. FYI my kids are enrolling in the EANES school system this fall. I hope they learn what hard work and class is all about. You should also enroll with my boys, because it seems there are some Texas manners, and class you missed. Go EAGLES, GO NICK FOLES, and GO CHAPARRALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!


  • johnr

    I think the most offensive line was “Originally published in the July 2014 issue of Philadelphia Magazine”. This article was terrible. Why was this published. Did the magazine editors take July off? Poorly constructed and difficult to read. There was a story about the high school team mate but it did not really provide much insight into who Nick is. Seemed like sour grapes that Foles didn’t give an interview to Buzz. I don’t think that makes him chicken. I have seen him give other interviews so maybe he just didn’t want to do this one. And who cares if his parents are wealthy and white. How has that affected his play as a QB?

  • wlh24

    Is it commonplace journalism these days to comment on an athlete’s “chickenshit” character and demand he “man up to be the man” when you haven’t actually spoken to him? Take out the classism, and this article just consists of people talking about how great Nick Foles is as a person, quarterback, and leader. We need more athletes like Foles in the NFL, not more Manziels.

    And if the several comments about Foles’ faith are any indication, sounds like he’s more concerned with maintaining acolyte status than strutting to the Super Bowl, anyway.

  • jimbo

    This is amazing. Let’s not forget the author attended Phillips Academy, (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phillips_Academy) an “oppressively white” boarding school, is a confessed ‘shopaholic’ for luxury clothing, and had made his living leveraging his connections (his cousin is Peter Berg, who made the ‘Friday Night Lights’ film for him). This is a bizarre self-hate piece of white privilege that had nothing to do with the person Nick Foles is. I really hope more people decline interviews to you, Buzz.

  • Nick

    Wow, that was so bad. This one is on the editor, folks, who ought to help shape a piece and chip away at some of Buzz’s tense confusion and catachresis.

    • ala139

      There’d have been nothing left.

  • Michael Stevens

    One of the worst articles I’ve ever read. Buzz should have just stayed in his basement and cried when Nick Foles rejected him. How does he need to step up more when he threw 27 TD’s and 2 INT’s. Get a grip you loser and leave our QB alone. No one cares he turned you down we care how he plays. GO BIRDS!

  • nickg1269

    buzz, grab your box of tissues. I wonder how different this article would have been if your ego and pride was damaged by foles. You an award winning reporter? Act like it and not like a teenager girl that was stood up on a date to a movie. embarrassing piece of writing.

  • really-REALLY?

    Can you imagine if someone had written “oppressively black, or Latino, or Jewish, or Muslim, or Chinese…” Oppressively white? I have family who lives in Westlake – just visited them last week. My brother-in-law is one of those dreaded lawyers, who blends in with those dreaded doctors and other professionals. He comes from a small town in Texas, from blue-collar parents, put himself through Baylor and busts his ass working 12-18hrs a day. Sounds entitled. I’m sure when he closes his eyes after a long day at work, he dreams about some day moving his family to a sketchy neighborhood, with a crappier house, dangerous schools and mediocre athletics. Yes, that would be the life.

    • Gih Gih

      We don’t have to imagine it. Everyone is already pissed at the author for needlessly mentioning Foles’ whiteness over and over again. Hopefully, the author comes to his senses and apologizes.

  • http://tacfi.com David Benton

    I don’t get this article. I live in Westlake and my kids attended Eanes K-12.

    I have no idea the point of this piece. What, Foles is a spoiled white guy who doesn’t drink, doesn’t do interviews, is a spoiled child, a racist and his parents make a lot of money? There’s a story there?

    We didn’t build a high school because we didn’t want to be bussed. We were already bussed for three decades. Austin High School was overcrowded and anywhere from 10-20 miles away from where many lived. We also didn’t have a middle school.

    The first Eanes school opened in 1874 and for a while it was also home to a Presbyterean church and the building is still used by Eanes Elementary School.

    What’s with the “snobby” crap? Over the years Eanes public schools have grown in stature and recognized across the country for its excellence in both academics as well as sports. More people move here because of our schools and demand for housing is high. Has been for decades.

  • Phila Phans

    This is someone who lacks character and integrity lashing out at someone who exudes character and integrity. Buzz doesn’t like the reflection of himself when he looks at Nick Foles. It’s pathetic.

  • Kuato

    I can’t believe I wasted my time reading this article.

  • Phila Phans

    This guy writes a hit piece on Nick Foles, calls him chickenshit and PhillyMag warns commenters about flat out offensive comments and censors away harsh commentary aimed at the author? Again. Shame on Philadelphia Magazine for everything associated with this hack’s hatchet job.

  • ala139

    Well, Buzz, you got your article read which is really all that probably matters to you. But this is the worst piece of garbage I’ve ever read. I actually started out really enjoying it reading about the quality of person we have leading this team and all the positives you said about him. And then you started to spin these good things into a negative. He doesn’t drink – what a shame. He wasn’t part of the “cool group” that excludes everyone else – How boring. He doesn’t walk around like he’s God’s gift to everyone and the game – what “chickenshit”. Seriously? I cannot even say how disgusted I am that you took everything good about him and tried to make it bad. You are pathetic. This will be the last thing you write that I will ever read.

    Maybe he should get drunk and mow down a pedestrian. Maybe he should manhandle a woman in the ladies room. Maybe he should kill a couple dozen dogs. Would be be good for you then? Have enough swagger?

    You, sir, are a complete jackass.

  • Aftermath

    If the rest of Philly is anything like this writer, the city does not deserve Nick Foles. A crybaby’s attempt to find bad in the Eagles QB, all because he and his folks declined an interview. Westlake is a special place and the Foles are Special people. Most of us that live here bust our rear ends so that our kids can attend this great public school.We had three pro-bowlers this year, all great men. Funny how a wimpy little reporter can show no class, respect , or integrity and still get published . I bet he is not representative of the Good People of Philadelphia. If Nick’s demeanor doesn’t suit the Eagles, call the Cowboys or Texans, we would love to have him home…Lord knows we need him. As for “Buzz” …you guys can keep him.

    • MemphisStMike

      We’re not. We love Nick Foles here. Look at all the rest of the comments. This is one bitter, hack writer’s absurd opinion and self-loathing manifesting itself in this ridiculous article.

  • Buzz’sLeatherPants

    Content generator generates content.

  • Merkin

    Buzz had full access to the Mayor when he wrote Prayer For A City, and that was such a monument to kiss assery that I don’t think he can claim that access to Foles would’ve improved this story!

  • Alexander Greer

    This “article” is idiotic. It is nothing more than an juvenile diatribe lacking substance and reeking of hurt feelings over being spurned for an interview. Philadelphia Magazine should be embarrassed for publishing such nonsense. That you somehow attempt to vilify Nick Foles for being an educated, well-mannered, thoughtful individual, and overall good guy is just nauseating. Every Philadelphian should feel so very lucky that the face of our most loved sports organization is such a likable human being. Believe it or not, it’s possible to be a good at your job and a good person at the same time. Perhaps you should stick to chronicling high school football; it seems to be more your maturity level.

  • PK_Brooks

    NFL history is full of QB’s who partied as hard off the field as they played on it.
    But there are an awful lot of guys who were teetotalers too. You don’t have to be a party animal to have a killer instinct on the field.
    For every tale of debauchery we hear about legendary boozers like Norm VanBrocklin, Joe Namath, Bobby Layne, Kenny Stabler, and Jim McMahon, there are just as many polar-opposite examples of “boring” guys like Peyton Manning, Steve Young, Kurt Warner and Roger Staubach (all of whom are squeaky-clean) and who have won Super Bowls.
    So, I ask you, where did this idea come from that you had to be a hell-raiser to be a SB-winning QB?

  • Ex-journo

    What a pissy little story. Or half-story, which is all I could read before hating myself for reading that far.

  • keegan handley

    How did Philly Mag run this? A cover story on Nick Foles, the future of the franchise, that does nothing but bash him? This is despicable and one of the worst pieces of “journalism” I’ve ever read. It all fell apart as soon as he admits that Foles declined an interview. Dude, you’re too obvious.

    If anything, the things he highlights about Foles’ past, things that he slants as completely negative, should be positives. Overcoming adversity, everyone saying he wasn’t cut out to be a starter in the NFL, his failed Combine experience, etc. But instead Buzz Bitchinger just cries about how he’s too perfect? Too white? Too nice? HOW ARE ANY OF THESE NEGATIVES. Again, why in the hell would Philly Mag run this?

    Lost all credibility, and definitely my readership. Just horrible.

  • Andrew Van Leuven

    aaand an article about the character of another man was written from just a few crappy interviews of his highschool friends…way to follow the HuffPost journalism model

  • Ryan

    Saying I am embarrassed to have read this article would be an extreme understatement. It’s challenging to believe this article wasn’t written as some sort of sick joke. Foles is right to not waste an ounce of his time speaking with incompetent writers. Not sure why Philly mag would allow this to be published. This author wants Foles to be everything we do NOT want in an athlete. Seems Buzz is annoyed of having no writing material. Sorry Nick Foles isn’t more like DJack with gang related ties and not Johnny Manziel rolling up $20s in Vegas getting drunk all the time.

    Did you not just witness what Tim Duncan and the “boring” San Antonio Spurs accomplished in the NBA Fianls over the significantly more vocal Heat?
    not sure why he has to mention Foles coming from an affluent area as such a negative.

    The conclusions made consist of some of the most opinionated piece I’ve ever seen and are so far off base with reality.

  • Jim Mason

    I really liked Foles before, but now, you just made him my hero.

    Let’s go Eagles!

    • scd

      I was so furious after reading this article that I headed straight for the comments (which I never do) only to see that my fellow readers, the often maligned Philadelphia sports fan and those who actually know Nick Foles, have already done the job. Makes me proud to be a Philly fan. Thanks!

  • Kev_H

    BB isn’t seeing the Nick Foles I see and he obviously isn’t very plugged in to the Eagles. Weren’t fans going nuts over his pre-season play in 2012? (Here’s an example from NFL.com dated August 22, 2012 titled Nick Foles fever is taking over Philadelphia: http://www.nfl.com/news/story/0ap1000000053012/article/nick-foles-fever-is-taking-over-philadelphia-eagles). Couldn’t Bissinger do his basic homework and know that Foles was named the Eagles’ starter by Andy Reid on December 3rd, 2012 and Vick only got back in when Foles broke his hand?

    I hope they didn’t pay Bissinger too much for this because he obviously didn’t do his homework and just pulled it out of his rear before mailing it in (there are a number of noticeable errors and typos as well, which reflects poorly on philadelphia magazine).

  • JD17

    Chickenshit article.

  • Kleptolia

    “I don’t like Nick Foles because he isn’t as arrogant as I think a quarterback should be.”

    It took you how many words to say that?

  • Bob

    The greatest
    athletes may all have arrogance, however some are smart enough to
    not grant interviews with mediocre writers.

    • Mr. Big O

      I don’t think it Was a hatchet job at all. He took the time to interview friends and teammates in the absence of Foles telling his side of the story. He researched public data which does not lie to give a context of how Foles grew up. He is a rich white kid. Doesn’t make him a bad person, but it is the truth. The fact is he did not have a black teammate. He does now. Foles is a boring quarterback that can’t throw the deep out. He didn’t come to Desuan’s defense and has the benefit of shady. With that being said. As a fan of the team I don’t care. Just win, and stop being so preachy in the press conferences.

  • Morose Musician

    “Perverts on Parade” might best characterize the content of Philadelphia Magazine over the course of a year or so. Philly Mag regularly features well-written articles glorifying prominent people who are, by any objective standard, otherwise totally dysfunctional and despicable. (I’m currently reading a cover story from a back issue that recounts a rich, successful, 50-something lawyer’s propensity for pursuing and having sex with women young enough to be his daughter. The author describes such behavior without any hint of moral judgment.) Buzz Bissinger, obviously insulted that Nick Foles and his family were not sufficiently impressed with his resume to subject their very wholesome, conventional American lives to his warped amateur psychoanalysis, set out to do a hatchet job on a hard-working, decent kid who actually might set a proper example for young people. We’re supposed to be appalled that Nick’s father is a successful businessman, that he lives in a nice home, that he lives in a community not unlike many suburban communities, and that he sees no particular value in going to a bar, getting falling-down drunk, and making an ass out of himself in public. I personally am appalled that a gifted writer could be so obviously shallow and spiteful.

  • josephdavies


  • Frito

    Buzz your a d bag what makes you such a tuff guy . You hide behind a pen and a computer and bad mouth people that’s real brave . At the end of the day nick is a stand up guy that keeps his nose clean and if not doing interviews is chicken s .then I guess he is . I hope all the eagles become chicken s and never give you a interview go birds!!

  • Blue Guy

    I appreciate Friday Night Lights enough to believe B.B. is not a hack. With that in mind, I’ll just say “EFF YOU!!”.

  • PatMac916

    Had a few minor problems with the story, until the “chickenshit” line. Uncalled for and not proven. Rich kids aren’t allowed to be tough? You have to play with black kids to be successful? Come on, Buzz. Get over your hurt feelings and give the kids a chance.

  • Agent Michael Scarn

    Buzz Bissinger has spent a lifetime of hackery exploiting athletes for his own profit. It is the mark of a scumbag who delivers such tripe without an ounce of professionalism involved. And that’s coming from a Cowboy’s fan who believes Philly fans are the scum of the Earth, but at least they’re not at the level of scum where B.B. resides.

  • Chapat

    I heard Buzz is Buzzed a lot when writing his stories

  • tata

    You are not from Philly and will never be… go back to Texas of the Northwest where you belong…By the way Buzz what sport did you play?? Starter??? Leader??? just a RICH, RICH, RICH want a be…. Foles is 1000 times better than you will every be. He is a real person like most people. Not some 60ish old guy who never was…
    In a column published in GQ, Bissinger states he is a shopaholic with an obsession for expensive designer clothes, spending $638,412.97 between 2010 and 2012. In the same column, Bissinger stated he had questioned his sexuality in the past and had experimented with men.[14]

  • Kyle

    What a hack job of an article. This guy is a pissed off little girl that he didn’t get the interview he wanted

  • BadBoy200

    “At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.”

  • Buzz Blows

    What a tool. Pathetic journalism reeking of desperation for a reaction. Everybody should refuse to read, purchase or discuss anything associated with this clown!

  • Gih Gih

    I have never seen an article where over 95% of the comments were overtly critical of the author and thought the author wrote in an unprofessional manner. Even if Skip Bayless wrote an article, he would at least have 10% who agreed with him. This is a complete joke.

  • JMM

    Look at this link (http://www.gq.com/news-politics/newsmakers/201304/buzz-bissinger-shopaholic-gucci-addiction) to understand that Buzz Bissinger felt repressed for a good portion of his adult life. Maybe he feels that Nick Foles is repressing his “real” personality too.

  • buzzisaracist

    nick maybe screwed buzz’s wife? lolz

  • Mike Leonard

    I love the Lion King, I probably won’t read Philly Mag anymore and now I utterly hate Buzz Bissinger. So thanks for that I guess.

  • Charles Freeman

    To your point about drinking, were you actually drunk when you wrote this..

  • You Mad Bro?

    I could only make it through about half of this article. I don’t know how someone who has achieved such success writing could write this article. I mean it was literally painful reading what I read. Its as if Buzz is a 14 year old kid who didn’t get invited to something that all his good friends did so he ranted on his facebook page with a bunch of made up things about his friend.
    1. Why did aggressivley try to portray foles as an elitist racist nerd who is scared of minorities?
    2. Were all of the personal attacks and insults really necessary?
    3. Do you feel better about yourself now?

  • Jockinit

    Just Wow! I don’t know what made me more skived, that Buzz Lightyear researched Foles parents via SEC filings or calling him a chickenshit and then telling him he has to drink alcohol. I just heard about the controversy yesterday and never heard of this Buzz guy until just now.

    But what I find comical is the paragraph stated by the magazine at the bottom of “Related Articles.”

    “Be respectful of our online community and contribute to an engaging conversation. We reserve the right to ban impersonators and remove comments that contain personal attacks, threats, or profanity, or are flat-out offensive. By posting here, you are permitting Philadelphia magazine and Metro Corp. to edit and republish your comment in all media.”

    Which is exactly what this hack of a writer did not comply to.

  • Non partisan

    hey he did homework which is more then most journalists do in this town. Where CLassless Kissinger went wrong is to blog his opinion even tho hes allowed to You just went race baiting as a white guy.. Because You knew youd get more hits.. You my friend were privileged as well. Talk about playing to the crowd.. Im curious what your opinions on the “being white in philly” article you had. You should definitely blog that as wellwell.. ..jerk.. U don’t deserve Foles’ time or many of the other faces of Philly sports teams I so hope Claude turns you down as well come Hockey season..


    In conclusion:

    I’m super butt-hurt because th most popular sports figure in Philly at this moment busted a nut on my face and didn’t say thank you.

    – Buzz Pissinger

  • Andrew

    This is an immensely stupid article “Whaaaa whaaaa I didnt get an interview and not my but is very very hurt whhaaaaa whhaaaaa” Are you paid for this drivel?

  • ChubsPeterson

    This article is “chickenshit”.

  • Richard Evans

    This psychobabble was written by a “Pulitzer prize Winner????” I now have lost all respect for the Pulitzer Prize. This guy is a slam dunk idiot. Knows too much and nothing all at the same time.

  • Gut Rumbles

    You, Sir (Bissinger) are a petulant, juvenile, and incorrect jackass. You have this much bad to say about Nick, a great QB who doesn’t drink, drug or hang with criminal elements that could land him in prison or force him or trick him or sneak behind his back and involve him (whatever Vick’s last excuse was) in criminal/heinous activities like hanging, strangling, drowning, shooting and beating to death innocent, unconsulted sentient beings, man, you must’ve had a CRAPTON of negative things to say about Vick, a horrible QB and person. I’ll look for all of *those* articles later. Not that I’ll find any, I’m sure… you jerk.

  • Cafone

    I thought it was a good article until the the last 2-3 paragraphs. I found the sudden change in tone to be shocking, a conclusion that did not fit the narrative being told.

    The bulk of the piece painted a picture of Foles that reminded me of Roger Staubach, and he did alright without “strut”

  • yojimbo25

    WOW. I am shocked at how terribly unfair, mean-spirited and angry this article is– but that is not even the worst thing about it. The author attacks Foles’ looks, parents, faith, professional skills, community etc but even worse plays he the race card in an effort to harm Nick Foles and the Eagles. In the final paragraphs the author puts on the guise of an Eagles fan and speaks of disappointing ‘us.’ This guy is an as*&ole. Is Nick Foles more like Payton Manning or Manziel? Sour grapes to the extreme. The author should be ashamed. Nick Foles is now my favorite NFL player.

  • http://www.facebook.com/cliffton.ainley Cliffton Ainley

    Since Nick Foles is too classy to tell this guy what a j off he is I will…Buzz Bissenger is a jag off

  • Georgina C Parker

    Buzz is REALLY butthurt that Foles wouldn’t talk to him!

  • romeophilly

    Obviously this article is the spitefule result of Nick Foles’ refusal to give an interview to Buzz. I don’t agree not do I understand why he would take such shots at a players character when Nick Foles is just a good guy with great pedigree who deserves to be where he is. Buzz Bissinger is a coward.

  • eddie333

    “…oppressively white…” What’s will all the dissing of anything wholesome, clean cut, and white? Not much is worse than a self-loathing white guy carrying a ton of white guilt.

  • Guest

    This garbage is in response to being denied an interview. The writer makes a fool of himself because he views himself as a writer too good to be turned down. What a clown.

  • eddie333

    Hee haw face? This coming from a guy whose face looks like it sufferes from a bad facelift. Nick Foles has a great face, a manly face. Buzz? Not so much.

  • lol American Writers

    I couldn’t do it. I made it to “oppressively white” and pulled the rip-cord.

    You definitely made yourself the story here, Bissinger. Enjoy the news cycle. Clicks were had, mission accomplished.

  • Cactusflower

    Nice gossip column Buzz–write a couple more doozies like this and you’ll land your dream job at the Enquirer.

    P.s. You made me LOL when you called yourself a “journalist” on the Dan Patrick Show interview.

  • Todd Hale

    This is the single worst piece of sports journalism I have ever read or heard of. A good guy is excoriated for having the happenstance to come from wealthy parents and staying the same regular, humble, down to earth guy from high school to the NFL despite having great success. The arrogance and the ignorance of the author is immeasurable. And from a journalistic stand point, instead of pouting like a 6 year old, why not simply respect a player’s wish for privacy and to focus on preparing for the upcoming season. Lots of journalists develop profiles of people without being granted a personal interview. And also why not speak to any of his University of Arizona former teammates or coaches, who would describe their experience with him being a rock solid, steady field general. Is that too far out of Buzz’s cozy high school Texas football wheelhouse. This magazine should be ashamed for publishing this crap.

  • Attak

    We still haven’t forgotten your death threat against Alex Jones. I emailed The Daily Beast over that incident and I was glad to see you let go. You’re one of the worst journalists I’ve ever heard of.

  • Ken

    What a piece of crap from a piece of crap writer who is upset because Nick Foles wouldn’t sit down and talk to him. I don’t usually read Bissinger but I am an Eagles fan and had heard the commotion over the article. The whole thing was a cheap shot from a ‘chickensh*t’ writer. Foles has more guts and ‘strut’ than you’ll ever have Buzz. One of the worst pieces of garbage I have read in a long time.