Dude, the grand master plan in which Donovan McNabb plays the me-against-the-world card continues to work to perfection.  Personally, I can’t get enough of it.  From Michael Silver’s column on Yahoo:

On a day in which McNabb had once again provided the people who criticize his personality with ample ammunition – he was called for a personal foul with three minutes remaining after scrambling out of bounds, picking up a phone on the Giants’ sidelines and pretending to have a quick conversation with who knows who – the quarterback was ready for the inevitable barrage.

“I’m gonna get ripped,” he said, looking over to teammates DeSean Jackson and Hank Baskett, and a few other amused players dressing nearby. “That is the story of my life. It’s something to talk about: ‘Donovan, what an idiot.’ ”

The subject turned to Mondesire, a Philadelphia newspaper publisher who charged that McNabb “played the race card” to explain a decrease in rushing attempts.

“That guy ripped me because I wasn’t black enough!” McNabb said, drawing more laughs. “What do you mean, brother? Damn, do I need to hit a tanning salon?”

Maybe it’s a little cruel that it has to be this way — that this seemingly decent dude can’t actually bask in the glow of all the folks who do adore him — but whatever.  It only needs to work for three more weeks.