Mauled, Not Maced
39-14.
MAN, that stung.
Let me get one thing straight, Chicago fan:
It's not that no one said you could win that game. It's that no one wanted you to win that game.
There's a difference.
Still, we get the feeling that there's a new attitude about the Saints. It feels like that this season wasn't a fluke, and that we're capable of not-being-laughingstocks, barring apocalyptic injuries.
First thing on the April shopping list: a new cornerback. Fred Thomas, it's been wonderful, but it's time to hang up the cleats, yo. The game is passing you by.
Thank you, Drew Brees.
Thank you, Sean Payton.
Thank you, Reggie Bush.
Thank you, Bless-You Boys. Thank you for restoring some hope and pride in the franchise.
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I took the plunge and opened a Maj account. I'm not going to rattle off which one it is...because, uh, I don't remember the number.
But my reasons for getting one are simple: I hauled a good bit of stuff back this weekend, and I just can't tell you all about it without pictures.
No, Omi, I didn't fully tip my hand last night.
-KIE
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