The Saints traded a conditional 2009 pick for Jonathan Vilma.
Here’s a homoerotic photo for your viewing pleasure:
Reggie’s lawyer needs a bodyguard, and he brings pistols to his desposition.
A lawyer for a sports marketer who is suing football star Reggie Bush said he and his client walked out of a deposition Tuesday after a bodyguard for Bush’s attorney opened his jacket to expose a pistol.
Reggie, what’s up? This whole story is getting odder and odder. Hopefully this is all resolved soon and before it becomes a bigger stupid thing.
 Enough politics, let’s move on to something really important: The 2008 JazzFest lineup is so much better than last year.
Some notable non-New Orleans acts:
Dave, I’m sorry that there’s no Dave Matthews Band for you. Instead, you get: The Raconteurs
Widespread Panic is also on the lineup, I’ll be far far away on that day.
Leslie, Papa Grows Funk will be there as well.
And Stevie Wonder.
Ok, I felt like I wasn’t giving our potential presidential candidates a fair shake, and was using my limited NPR listening (15 minutes in the shower in the morning) to judge their stand on Gulf Coast rebuilding. So I did some research on the big three Democrats’ positions, using their websites:
I read this bullshit today and now I can’t function. Every so often I get crushed by someone else’s opinion of my hometown. Why should I care? I should let it go, realize that there are a lot of ignorant assholes in the world, and ignore them, right?
But I can’t help thinking that the more you repeat a lie, the truer it becomes. I feel so much anger inside myself when I feel compelled to defend New Orleans, and I hate that feeling. I’m tired of it. I’m pretty powerless to stem the tide though.
I get the impression that the majority of people in the United States hate New Orleans. That’s hard to take when where you’re from is wrapped up so tightly in who you are.
I think this will be the first election in which I don’t vote.
The suffering is over.
The Saints shall rise again in 2008.
BJ sent me these the other day. They are two great things that go great together:
He didn’t tell me where he got them. Whoever did this is awesome.
19 Dec 2007 – Update: Credit where credit is due:
These look like they came from: http://flickr.com/photos/willcore/sets/72157603496262556/
Tom Benson Replies to the Times-Picayune
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Re: “Cut the cutesy stuff,” Our Opinions, Dec. 4.
I am writing to express my disappointment regarding Tuesday’s editorial about Coach Sean Payton. Sean has done a wonderful job as our head coach and has been an exemplary leader in raising the collective spirits of this city through the play of our team and by participating in many civic and charitable events. If this article appeared in a football context, it would be penalized for at least a “late hit,” “block in the back,” and “unsportsmanlike conduct.”
I am shocked that you would use your valued editorial space to lambaste our head coach based on one play. Do the math. Sean has coached our team for 30 games since we hired him in 2006. These are the same plays that have defined his success in 2006 and 2007 and the same plays that your newspaper has deemed genius. He has called more than 2,000 offensive plays, many of which your newspaper celebrates. He makes a decision in one game that our players are trained to execute and do not, but yet your newspaper vilifies him in the same editorial section reserved for the most corrupt of the corrupt who pollute our city.
We are proud of Sean Payton for what he stands for and what he does for our team and this city. I am disappointed your newspaper does not feel the same way.
Tom Benson
Owner
New Orleans Saints
Metairie
We’ll hear about this later from Mr. Benson when he tries to move the team again as proof that the city does not support the team. I love Sean Payton, but as a head coach, you are going to get scrutinized and criticized when you screw up. Shut up, Tom Benson.
The Saints of old are back! It was a missed extra point and a backwards pass all rolled into one. After the safety, I was sure we had that game in the bag. Up by three, 3:30 or so left on the clock, just run the ball and kill the clock. Punt it to them with a minute or so. They don’t have any timeouts. I forgot the number one truth of Saints football: There’s always time to lose the game.
We call some kind of ugly end around pitch from Reggie to Devery, and we put the ball on the ground. I guess if that ridiculous play works, Payton is a genius. Instead, he just looks like a complete fool, and costs us our chance at the post-season.
At least we have someone else to blame besides Jason David.
Finally.
My friend Wes, a Bills fan, said yeah last night, “Yeah, you forget what it feels like to win, don’t you?”
Where was the team that showed up last night in our first four games? Despite making me really nervous in the fourth quarter with all the pass plays, we looked like what everyone expected us to look like.
Update:
This guy:
Is quickly becoming one of my favorite Saints. He gets fatter and fatter every game. In a season that has been bereft of man-boobs without Bill Parcells, Hollis Thomas is filling the void.