Just to Piss Off RockinnRetarded, Who Often Wistfully Fantasizes About Being the 4th Manning Brother

After pissing the regular season away, and during the bye-week before the inevitable, glorious one-and-done, we have some time to discuss an issue that has been really nagging us: why is Archie Manning so revered?

Nobody Has Ever Told Us That We Couldn't Root For The Saints

We weren't aware, but apparently there exists a country club that only extends membership to fans of Historically Good professional football teams.  In it, monacled Steelers and Cowboys fans clink chardonnay glasses as supporters of the Seahawks and the Panthers serve them hors d'oeuvres.  Cheeseheads and Bears fans shoot a quick 18 holes as Chargers and Buffalo fans hand them drivers.  When a Giants fan finishes their backstroke laps, a Ram diehard is there to hand them a towel.  Bigotry is accepted within this country club, as long as your team is old, and at one point won a few Super Bowls.  When a Historically Good team wins the Super Bowl, it is the rightful return to form of a storied franchise that re-affirms established hierarchies in the National Football League.  When one of those flash in a pan teams with a crappy logo prevails, it is an aberration that hopefully won't repeat itself.  These teams were never included so to actually win, but merely to serve as deserving losers, destined for a weekend at Six Flags rather than Disney Land.  To those fans of Historically Good franchises who consider themselves members of this exclusive country club, we speak on behalf of all Saints fans in making these statements:

So, is everything back to normal down there?

Uh, yeah. These are the three guys who singlehandedly rebuilt the city, in case you forgot.

Even a Drunk Squirrel Finds a Beer Nut Now and Then

It was only one week ago that Saints coach Sean Payton, after symbolically burying the team's 2006 season, then showing the team a literal 'empty bandwagon', then exhuming that same 2006 season, symbolically scattered the ashes of the 2007 season off a Lake Pontchartrain pier. He soon got sidetracked, muttering that the 2007 Saints season died too soon, much like the careers of talented replacement quarterbacks in the 1980s... Drew Brees sensed this was some type of film reference and chimed in, "Hey, Coach, just remember to put the cover page on your TPS reports". Sean burned inside -- besides having the ability to MAKE field goals, the departed John Carney alone possesed the innate talent to correctly pick up on a Big Lebowski reference -- without showboating. He would have taken the team to Rock-N-Bowl for white russians to hammer the point home, but the last thing he needed was another foot injury to Scott Fujita.

Well, after one win over a glacial Seahawks team that appeared jet-lagged in their own time-zone, those same soggy, mercury laden ashes have been symbolically dried and snorted by Coach Payton as if they were Keith Richard's dad. The Sam Rothsteins of Las Vegas must have been snorting something else entirely -- the Saints are 9-point favorites in this season's first iteration of the Dirty South bowl against the Atlanta Falcons. We here at Bloggy Blog don't care how awesome the Saints looked playing an opponent who couldn't punt without fumbling or even recover fumbles within their own defensive secondary -- in a game between two 1 win teams the line shouldn't be more than 4.5.