I set out to pen a long, hard exposé regarding the goings on with our beloved team. However, I thought I'd keep it simple with a little pep talk I like to call "E=MCscat".
So the Cardinals caught the Saints with their pants down. And to think, my evening enjoying my wonderful cheesesperger was ruined, all because of a couple mishandled balls.
Alas, 'twas not meant to be...
The Saints can and will bounce back, however. I look to them sticking it Cleveland next week. No more easing the offense in there nice and slow like a gentleman - it's time to ramrod some aspergerus.
So what if we're only 3-2? Two years ago we were 0-4! As a team, our Saints haven't been creamed in the face yet, though with the way the defense is playing it's possible even Delhomme plants a moneyshot in
our collective eye. That being said, the Saints are more than capable of dropping a load on someone of Cleveland's caliber.
I know what you're going to say: "J, we don't have a feature scat-back." To that, I simply counter with: Any of our backs are capable of producing copious amounts of scat, and I stand by this statement.
Look guys, here's the long and short of it:
It's time to stop dicking around. No more limp excuses. No more flaccid grips on outdated playcalling and Juicy Fruit, that oh-so-phallic-yet-scrumptious-snack. Yes, our Saints are 3-2. Yes, our team is in a bit of a pickle. Yes. it's a hairy situation rife with crabby fans and detractors alike. But this is a time where we should all band together.
So let's cheer on our Saints, no matter the outcome.
And as for Reggie and Pierre in regards to their impending returns I say: BRING ON THE SCAT, GENTLEMEN!
A-MEN.