Brees is a machine . . . redux right on course

Twenty-two months ago I caught a touchdown pass in the NFL. Until Sunday, it had been the last one.

Now it's jshox redux!

On Sunday I caught two touchdown passes from Drew Brees.

Then again, it's hard not to catch a touchdown from DB. Especially when he's breaking another record by becoming the first NFL quarterback to throw six touchdown passes in a season opener.

I mean, you'd be more likely to catch a Juan's Flying Burrito out of the sky on Magazine Street than not catch a pass or two with Brees at the helm in the Superdome.    


Brees surgically lasered the ball to eight of us -- 8, Eli! -- while we whipped the Lions 45-27.

Brees hooked up with me on consecutive drives before the end of the second quarter from 1 and 15 yards out. And that first one, no matter how short, was sort of a big deal.  Because now my disappearance from the endzone last year is shelved away.

The game itself should have been more of an ass whooping. The Lions, however, were lucky recipients of bad special teams play from us; three horrible and consecutively egregious officiating calls against us with the Lions on the goal line; and a fumble returned for a touchdown.

Mike Bell left the rock on the turf for their last score but the dude also ran for over 140 yards for what, 28 carries?

Anyhow, we gotta do better than that. Last season we were 2-6 on the road. And now we march to Philadelphia. It's time to get a couple of road wins (at Buffalo is Week 3) while eliminating simple mistakes to prove to the so-called experts that as a team, we are the real deal.

Undoubtedly, Drew is the deal. He has now thrown for 300 yards or more in 24 of his last 49 games with the Saints.

And onward he marches. Who Dat!

Marques Colston got him some touchdown action on the opening drive. Yeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhhh!

And I was giddier than a 18-year-old Baptist with a Bourbon Street Big Ass Beer.

Hold me, Marques. 

"Call the 219 Zip over the middle, coach, and I'll stomp that Larry Foote!" -- jshox



Darren Sharper celebrates his first of two interceptions of Matt Stafford, while the D ended up with 3 ints. Hell yeah!  

Daunte Culpepper thanks Drew Brees for the How-to-be-the-most-awesome-quarterback-in-the-NFL-clinic on Sunday before asking No. 9 for directions to the nearest Popeyes.

Hey, I know what you're thinking, and I fucking luuuv Popeyes too!