Obama is not the Messiah,

Drew Brees is.

I am so in love with this man. You think he can't possibly be that great, but he is. He's standing in London, about to spank the team that first broke him then fired him because he was broken, and what does he do?

On the edge of a soccer pitch masquerading as a football field, Drew Brees sold New Orleans.

"Just like London is one of those spots where people feel like they need to visit when they come to Europe," Brees said, "well, New Orleans is one of those spots that if you're European and you're coming to the States and you want to know where to go, hey, come to New Orleans. I think the culture is unlike any other in our country and, certainly, you want to share that with the world."

I know that he's just a football player and that one day he'll be traded off to another team or get pissed off and leave. When he talks about the city, though, I don't doubt for a moment that he's here to stay. New Orleans, broken as she was, wrapped her arms around him and said, "You're home."

So many people have done this in the last three years. It still gets me right in the gut when I think about it.

I never had a choice, but they did and they picked her.

"There are a lot of things that still need to be done. But, in a lot of ways, I think New Orleans has come back better than ever."

Thanks Drew. We love you, too.

And thanks to Cait at Shrimp Poboy for pointing this out. Don't know how I missed it last week.

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Douchebaggery FTW!

If you saw this week's ridiculous Monday Night Football game, you should go read what Jeffrey had to say about it.

After five or ten minutes of jeers from the fans, Hochuli offered his explanation. The ruling, delivered in a confounding Sarah Palin-esque verbiage, seemed to state that, yes, the ball was coming out as the player was going down but since his hand was still kind of touching the ball as his knee hit the ground, Minnesota retains possession.

Seriously. It's a great post, even if you aren't a football fan or couldn't give a shit about the New Orleans Saints.

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Houston Texans prove me wrong

I'd like to think that I admit it when I'm wrong. I don't, but I'd like to think so. My standard excuse is, "If I was wrong, it was because key information was withheld."

Here, though, that's not the case.

I stated last month that if the Houston Texans could manage to host a home game this season, we could discuss the comparative rebuilding prowess of Texas and Louisiana. Well, they did.

But they cheated.

Officials expect that all eight of Houston's home games this season will be played with the roof open.

I realize I was not specific when I threw out my challenge.

Hell, when you manage to host a home football game before the end of the season, we can talk about who's better in a crisis.

They managed to do that and I will admit that they dealt with their football problem better than we did. One can only imagine what the Saints 05-06 season would have been like if Superdome officials had been as forward thinking as the folks at Reliant Park. "Fuck it," they would have said. "We'll just play with the son-of-a-bitch broken."

Texas: If it ain't fixed, leave it broke.

Though the Texans played well, they blew a 17 point lead in the last four minutes.

They choked, because that's what happens to dirty, sneaky cheaters.

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Fuck the Packers...

Really, really, shitty thing to do assholes. Aaron Rodgers is the next Rex Grossman. I give him three games, maybe, before the Cheeseheads start calling for #4. I hope Mike McCarthy and Ted Thompson are enjoying the moment. I have a feeling that this time next year, maybe two, they won't be in Green Bay, either. You don't fuck a legend, you dumbasses. You just don't do it.

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Oh shit... Shockey traded to Saints

From Gambit:

Saints pick up outspoken, talented, temperamental disgruntled tight end Jeremy Shockey

New York’s loss is New Orleans’ gain?
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We’ll see if donning the Black and Gold tames Shockey’s temperament and makes him more, well, gruntled.

And at nola.com:

Saints trade for Jeremy Shockey

Perhaps the Giants finally had enough of the tension created by their disgruntled star, who was reportedly pushing for the trade to New Orleans.

Like jeffrey says, training camp hasn't even started.

This could be really good or really, really, REALLY terrible.

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18 - 1

I have been away from posting too long. One reason is the amount of time I spend reading and commenting on other blogs. Stop being so compelling, you fucks! The other reason is that I am too tired to have "big thinks" for any longer than it takes to write a few sentences and by the time I get something together it's way overdue. And with my free time, I generally play video games.

That being said, I am posting today because I hate the fucking Patriots. Watching them not only lose but just get dominated by the Giants D was more satisfying than any football game this season. I loved seeing Brady hit the ground. I loved seeing Bill "Crybaby" Belichick leave his team on the field with 1 second left. I loved seeing both of these sore losers mumble and grumble and not say anything positive about the team that just outplayed them. I loved that no one got to be perfect. I loved that the cheaters couldn't win it all. I absolutely love that Bostonians get so pissed that their important, Puritan, heart-of-the-revolution city is regularly ignored in favor of an island the Dutch, the DUTCH, stole off a bunch of Indians. And I love that the football team from that island just beat the piss out of the Patriots.

I fucking hate Boston. Any town known for giving bad directions to tourists is crap. Any town that has more than 3 left turns at a given intersection is bullshit. The Red Sox fans bitched about the Yankees "buying" their World Series, but were ok with their own team buying theirs. Fuck the Celtics. The Celtics are known for Larry Bird and fuck-all else. Bruins? Please. Who gives a fuck about hockey? The NFL is the premier sport in this country and the Patriots, regardless of their season, regardless of all their records, are nothing but cheaters and losers. That's the Belichick legacy, folks. Eat it, you bastids.

Oh, and it was great that a New Orleans boy won the Super Bowl for the second time in a row. I could only be happier if the Saints had won it all. Even then, it wouldn't be by much.

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