You would think (most of you, the inexperienced ones) that a thrilling, come-from-behind victory over a good team in the Dome would put me in the best of moods. And under ideal circumstances, of course, it would. Despite the fact that I didn't get to see it. (We got the Panthers' slopfest win over Jacksonville instead.)

But that's okay. Because for in-depth coverage, all I have to do is click on the bookmark that says "Nola.com" and then click on the bold headline at the top of the page: Saints beat the Texans 40-33.

And here's the story. In its entirety:

In a wild game at the Louisiana Superdome on Sunday, the New Orleans Saints beat the Houston Texans 40-33.

Here is our twitter feed with game updates to the game:

A Twitter feed. A Twitter feed. This is how a major metropolitan news service handles the biggest sports story of the week? The equivalent of two guys passing comments while the game is going on?

Isn't that, like...blogging?

As a matter of fact, it's microblogging, to be technical. What it isn't, is reporting.

As I write this, the game has been over for more than five hours. Nola.com has yet to post a comprehensive account of the game. It's too damn difficult, you see, to order your thoughts, arrange your notes, and bang out an article in inverted pyramid format. No, much better to tweet and take their amateurish turns before a video camera.

You know, it's not like the Times-Picayune was ever a good paper, but at least they tried. Though it was only an impersonation, it was an impersonation of professional journalism. Now, it's an impersonation of...us!

It's come to this: I would take the email chain with Dave, Ralph, Wang and the rest over anything produced (I can't say "written") by the group of lazy phonies at Nola.com. 2011 represents the year of the Official Demise of Sports Journalism in New Orleans. All hail us.