I Wanna Be Your Dog: Michael Vick's Entrance Music

The mystery of whether or not Michael Vick would be picked up by an NFL team was solved pretty handily last week, when the Philadelphia Eagles signed him as a backup for Donovan McNabb. The Eagles were able to look past Vick's history of...questionable behavior because they need a reliable QB that fits in their scheme, and because nothing puts asses in the seats like a media circus (Terrell Owens, cough).

Important questions remain: can Vick keep his nose clean? Will Eagles fans welcome him with the same affection usually reserved for Santa Claus and their No. 1 draft picks? Most importantly, what song should play when Vick runs onto the field?

We know, we know; they don't actually play theme songs for individual NFL players when they come out of the tunnel. That honor is chiefly reserved for Major League Baseball (and half of those guys use either "Welcome to the Jungle" or some post-...And Justice for All Metallica). Whatever. Indulge us.

The Stooges, "I Wanna Be Your Dog": Fans skeptical about Vick's rehabilitation can take heart from the sentiments expressed by this Stooges classic, which would seem to indicate Vick's willingness to get beaten and electrocuted for, say, failing to beat the Giants. True, proto-punk isn't the most popular sports-music genre, but if Carnival Cruise Lines can use "Lust For Life," anything's possible.

Son Volt, "Drown": We kind of doubt Vick is a big alt-country fan, which is why this cut from Son Volt's debut album might be the perfect place to start. And if it serves as a reminder of either his sinking finances or the dogs he personally put to death, that's just a bonus.

Lobo, "Me and You and a Dog Named Boo": How freaky is this shit?

"I remember to this day the bright red Georgia clay

How it stuck to the tires after the summer rain"

"Georgia?" Vick played quarterback for Atlanta! It's like this Lobo guy (yes, it's one guy) was some sort of mystical prognosticator and not - as previous evidence would suggest - a one-hit wonder whose name you wouldn't remember if it came up on Jeopardy, leading to your losing everything on the Video Daily Double. And dig this: "Lobo" is Spanish for "wolf"...and wolves are basically dogs. Dude.

Baha Men, "Who Let the Dogs Out?": Vick can apologize on 60 Minutes until he's blue in the face, but there's really no way to tell if he feels any remorse whatsoever for his crimes. We'd like to think that if he does harbor feelings of guilt and/or shame, this is the song that haunts his nightmares.

It certainly haunts ours, and we love dogs.

James Taylor, "Mexico": Vick must recall the years before the dogfighting scandal with much fondness. That includes 2005, and the lawsuit where it was revealed that Vick had gotten herpes treatments using the alias "Ron Mexico." You can't turn the clock back, Mike, but you can certainly ease your troubled mind back to better, simpler days with Taylor's patented brand of lite rock.

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Peter Vonder Haar writes movie reviews for the Houston Press and the occasional book. The first three novels in the "Clarke & Clarke Mysteries" - Lucky Town, Point Blank, and Empty Sky - are out now.
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