Although the latest SI was delivered to jshox's house on Thursday, I'm just now getting around to encapsulating the magazine's article on the Saints following our gritty comeback against the Fish in Miami. Ya are probably wondering what's with the belated blog, jshox? Well, the blogger website and my computer for some reason weren't into rubbing each other's nubbins, if you know what I'm saying.
And yesterday jshox had to attend some Halloween functions dressed as The Dude, who abides.
First off, the SI article says Drew Brees went all "Jimmy Chitwood on his coach" to get that first touchdown in Miami. And when he spiked the ball in the end zone, Jonathan Vilma said "It was an emotional charge. I loved it. We all loved it."
On practice: Brees keeps all of the receivers after practice to make sure all of them run all the patterns.
On Devery Henderson and his improved catching abilities: "Now he begins practice every day by working with (receivers coach Curtis Johnson) on catching a falling handkerchief with his fingertips, to remind himself that passes should be caught the same way." He also plays catch with trainers throughout practices and games.
Jeremy Shockey says "It's a blessing to be here." Drew always finds the open receiver. "In my experience, that's unusual."
Jonathan Stinchcomb expresses the surprise of seeing Brees dunk the ball over the field goal post: "Who knew?" And more from Stinch: "Pure attitude. In past years, a game like this, I don't know if we get there at the end. There's no question about it -- we'll be better because of this."
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Kung Fu Panda a riot; Hornets got work to do
I'm not trying to insincerely woo the affection of under-developed hotts. Jack Black voices a funnyass panda! And if that panda were on our team, I'd rotate him in at defensive tackle.
OK, so Twitter is how we really speak. After all, what else can I say about our last win? "This game was great for our team!! we never gave up and this will bring our locker room closer!!"
Take Reggie for example. This week he went on some radio show talking about how his past sub-par performances will be vindicated when we win the Super Bowl and he makes it to the Pro Bowl and is voted NFL MVP.
I can't wrong a guy for saying any of those things. So here's Reggie, quick to dispute, via Twitter, what he said: "Ok just need to clarify one thing since you can't trust REPORTER's these days! Our team does not think or talk about going undefeated!" . . . "We take it one game @ a time and one play @ a time! The undefeated talk is left up to the fans and media. We just play the game. Humble pie!" . . . "I love how the ESPN reporter basically cut out my whole answer to his question about going undefeated and just used the end of it..." . . . "Gotta love the media!"
If jshox knows anything, it's not to trust the media. And the New York version will run you out of town. So lately I have stayed shut the hell up; on best behavior for at least two years now.
I live in the same apartment complex as Reggie and Chris Paul of the Hornets. I'm buds with all them, but I passed on the party Reggie hosted Monday night. However, here's a picture of an ice sculpture of Reggie's jersey from that night.
So Bruce Bowen is retired; gone from the San Antonio Spurs. And the Spurs are now loaded, picking up Richard Jefferson and Antonio McDyess and this beastly rookie power forward DeJuan Blair to back up Tim Duncan. Whom then, without Bowen, should CP3 battle individually? I say Jefferson. Number 24 seems a bitchass already.
Hell, CP3 builds a rivalry by himself. I don't see any other Hornets proving their guts on both sides of the floor like him.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Brees keeps bandwagon seats warm
When I was a kid the old man would take me and my brother fishing in the Atchafalaya Spillway and it never mattered how badly the day would begin, we'd fish our hearts out till the very end.
We may not have filled the box up every time with fish, but we finished.
When we went down 24-3 against the Miami Fish, did you really think we wouldn't finish? That's where we dominate -- and it's our modus operandi -- finishing in the fourth quarter. And on Sunday we scored 22 points to the Dolphins' 0 in the fourth to finish the Fish 46-34.
You might think Drew Brees got the team turned around with five seconds to go in the second half when he persuaded Sean Payton to skip the field goal on the half-yard line and let him punch it in. That did leave us down by just two touchdowns at half time. But I'm here to tell ya it was middle linebacker Jonathan Vilma in the second quarter who shut down the Wildcat -- "We gonna make it into a pussycat offense, we gonna make it purr," as Bobby Hebert said last week -- and gave us some three-and-outs and changed the tone of the game.
Vilma finished with 10 tackles.
Courtney Roby came up big on special teams with a big return in the first quarter -- and a great tackle on punt coverage -- that set up our first score, a John Carney field goal of 46 yards! That old man's still got legs, I tell ya, even though he missed another field goal and an extra point later on.
And then of course Darren my-main-mofoing-man Sharper picked off his sixth interception and third pick-six of the season to close it 24-17. Unreal.
Ricky Williams certainly has got a lot left in the tank. The 32-year-old ran a career-long 68-yard touchdown in the first half.
Hells yeah for adversity. Big-time sportswriters and Baton Rouge poo pooers, the naysayers, the unBelievers who in the first half quit watching after saying "Same 'ol Saints", are assured a warm seat on the bandwagon after this game. You now have a team that overcame four turnovers on the road and readjusted in the second half to kick ass.
It wasn't easy. The same offensive line that kept Brees upright against the Giants all day gave up five sacks to the Dolphins, most of those in the first half. And No. 99 Jason Taylor had jshox cursing as he sacked Brees and forced a turnover, making me wonder again why the Saints signed Jeremy Shockey instead of Taylor in 2008.
But jshox showed up with four catches for 105 yards. And that 65-yard-pass, the one where I proved to The U and the 305 that I still got it after breaking a tackle and pushing Gibril Wilson for 30 yards with a stiff-arm, was my old-school kickass self. Wilson got Shockeyed!
Mark Brunell and Carney discuss early bird options for dining after the game.
You know, I had a funny thought while we were getting whipped in the first half: Miami is winning with Nick Saban's players.
Get it, you looney and ungrateful LSU fans? Yeah, jshox saw thousands of you leave early Saturday night after beating down Auburn after crying for seven weeks about the Tigers not beating anyone down.
Ya'll got some warm seats saved right here.
In the fourth quarter the NFL's fourth-best rushing attack, yeah, that's us, and you don't have to be told we can throw it, too, leaned on Mike Bell, who rocked chinstraps on 12 carries for 80 yards.
Fullback Heath Evans also played big but got rocked on one catch-and-run; we're confident he's alright, if not immediately.
'Breesus' blesses his battering ram.
Congratulations also to Porter for returning his first pick-six at the end to give us 47 points. I wanted another touchdown on the board and I know we wouldn't have put another one up there, running the clock out and satisfied with 40 points instead, because coach doesn't believe in running the score up like ogre Bill Belicheck.
It's too bad I don't have any photos of Porter or Sharper or even of myself, but I rely on the AP for photos and those plays took place between the thirties. I guess AP photogs just park behind the end zones all game.
Now jshox vlogging columnist Deezzy on New Orleans' win.
And Reggie still flies. Who Dat my True Dats!
We may not have filled the box up every time with fish, but we finished.
When we went down 24-3 against the Miami Fish, did you really think we wouldn't finish? That's where we dominate -- and it's our modus operandi -- finishing in the fourth quarter. And on Sunday we scored 22 points to the Dolphins' 0 in the fourth to finish the Fish 46-34.
You might think Drew Brees got the team turned around with five seconds to go in the second half when he persuaded Sean Payton to skip the field goal on the half-yard line and let him punch it in. That did leave us down by just two touchdowns at half time. But I'm here to tell ya it was middle linebacker Jonathan Vilma in the second quarter who shut down the Wildcat -- "We gonna make it into a pussycat offense, we gonna make it purr," as Bobby Hebert said last week -- and gave us some three-and-outs and changed the tone of the game.
Courtney Roby came up big on special teams with a big return in the first quarter -- and a great tackle on punt coverage -- that set up our first score, a John Carney field goal of 46 yards! That old man's still got legs, I tell ya, even though he missed another field goal and an extra point later on.
And then of course Darren my-main-mofoing-man Sharper picked off his sixth interception and third pick-six of the season to close it 24-17. Unreal.
Ricky Williams certainly has got a lot left in the tank. The 32-year-old ran a career-long 68-yard touchdown in the first half.
Hells yeah for adversity. Big-time sportswriters and Baton Rouge poo pooers, the naysayers, the unBelievers who in the first half quit watching after saying "Same 'ol Saints", are assured a warm seat on the bandwagon after this game. You now have a team that overcame four turnovers on the road and readjusted in the second half to kick ass.
But jshox showed up with four catches for 105 yards. And that 65-yard-pass, the one where I proved to The U and the 305 that I still got it after breaking a tackle and pushing Gibril Wilson for 30 yards with a stiff-arm, was my old-school kickass self. Wilson got Shockeyed!
Mark Brunell and Carney discuss early bird options for dining after the game.
You know, I had a funny thought while we were getting whipped in the first half: Miami is winning with Nick Saban's players.
Get it, you looney and ungrateful LSU fans? Yeah, jshox saw thousands of you leave early Saturday night after beating down Auburn after crying for seven weeks about the Tigers not beating anyone down.
Ya'll got some warm seats saved right here.
In the fourth quarter the NFL's fourth-best rushing attack, yeah, that's us, and you don't have to be told we can throw it, too, leaned on Mike Bell, who rocked chinstraps on 12 carries for 80 yards.
Fullback Heath Evans also played big but got rocked on one catch-and-run; we're confident he's alright, if not immediately.
Congratulations also to Porter for returning his first pick-six at the end to give us 47 points. I wanted another touchdown on the board and I know we wouldn't have put another one up there, running the clock out and satisfied with 40 points instead, because coach doesn't believe in running the score up like ogre Bill Belicheck.
It's too bad I don't have any photos of Porter or Sharper or even of myself, but I rely on the AP for photos and those plays took place between the thirties. I guess AP photogs just park behind the end zones all game.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Why Brees ain't no two-timing Dolphin
Most of us know how the 2006 free agency courting of Drew Brees between New Orleans and Miami ended: Nick Saban and the Dolphins lowballed, preferring free agent Daunte Culpepper instead, and the rest is history.
But Miami also had zeroed in on Brees for the 2001 draft. Ultimately, the organization at the time decided to stick with quarterback Jay Fiedler and use their first round pick for a corner back who went bust. Here's The Miami Herald's Armando Salguero's recalling of how the Miami Dolphins dropped the ball on 'Breesus' twice.
Then again, I think Mike Triplett of The Times-Picayune has brought even more insight into why Brees chose Sean Payton and New Orleans over Saban and Miami. At the same time I appreciate the relationships Triplett built with the coach and quarterback to bring that kind of insight to print, because on a base level I love learning more about how Saban failed in the NFL.
On another note, here's jshox's new feature of vlogging Saints columnist Deezzy, recapping Sunday's game between the Saints and Giants.
I love that bedsheet over the window, but what are those designs on it, Deezzy? Be sure to ask him or just give a shout-out in the comments thread. And here's Deezzy 'coming right back atchyou' for a preview of the Saints at Dolphins.
Jeff Duncan and Peter Finney, eat your complimentary pressbox poboys out.
But Miami also had zeroed in on Brees for the 2001 draft. Ultimately, the organization at the time decided to stick with quarterback Jay Fiedler and use their first round pick for a corner back who went bust. Here's The Miami Herald's Armando Salguero's recalling of how the Miami Dolphins dropped the ball on 'Breesus' twice.
Then again, I think Mike Triplett of The Times-Picayune has brought even more insight into why Brees chose Sean Payton and New Orleans over Saban and Miami. At the same time I appreciate the relationships Triplett built with the coach and quarterback to bring that kind of insight to print, because on a base level I love learning more about how Saban failed in the NFL.
On another note, here's jshox's new feature of vlogging Saints columnist Deezzy, recapping Sunday's game between the Saints and Giants.
I love that bedsheet over the window, but what are those designs on it, Deezzy? Be sure to ask him or just give a shout-out in the comments thread. And here's Deezzy 'coming right back atchyou' for a preview of the Saints at Dolphins.
Jeff Duncan and Peter Finney, eat your complimentary pressbox poboys out.
Marques Colston on Jim Rome is Burning
Here's Marques Colston on Monday's show Jim Rome is Burning in case you missed it:
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Reby Sky kiss your ass goodbye
A pop culture guru jshox is not. Before today, I had never heard of Reby Sky or the New York Giants Girl. So when a reader pointed her out as the attention whore who recently promoted herself on MTV as a Giants fanatic and also is in that dejected slump in the second-to-last picture of photographs from Sunday's game, well, jshox had to learn more about this tart.
Nice catch, PC Ice.
For those of you not familiar with this Stage 1 Bleeth, as DB1 might describe her at hcwdb.com, Reby Sky is a shameless no-talent glamour girl who apparently is cashing in as a fan girl hott in New York's mammoth sports market, hence nygiantsgirl.com.
And that's just one Web site. For the goods, go to rebysky.com, where you'll find Rebecca Victoria Reyes of Queens in all sorts of poses ranging from her undies to her waxings. To further sum up her career, here's PC Ice: "MTV did one of those "True Life" stories on her. She's bat shit crazy. She changes her whole life around because of the Giants (she dumped her old man sugar daddy boyfriend on camera to move closer to the stadium). She started what was basically a Giants/porno Web site that the league cracked down on, because she was selling pics of her goodies covered in only NFL-licensed pasties (or something like that). Her dream was to make a living being a slutty Giants fan. Her MTV show concluded with her failing at that. Shock me, shock me."
For those of you not familiar with this Stage 1 Bleeth, as DB1 might describe her at hcwdb.com, Reby Sky is a shameless no-talent glamour girl who apparently is cashing in as a fan girl hott in New York's mammoth sports market, hence nygiantsgirl.com.
And that's just one Web site. For the goods, go to rebysky.com, where you'll find Rebecca Victoria Reyes of Queens in all sorts of poses ranging from her undies to her waxings. To further sum up her career, here's PC Ice: "MTV did one of those "True Life" stories on her. She's bat shit crazy. She changes her whole life around because of the Giants (she dumped her old man sugar daddy boyfriend on camera to move closer to the stadium). She started what was basically a Giants/porno Web site that the league cracked down on, because she was selling pics of her goodies covered in only NFL-licensed pasties (or something like that). Her dream was to make a living being a slutty Giants fan. Her MTV show concluded with her failing at that. Shock me, shock me."
OK PC Ice, how about when she blew her top at police officers and cursed them out for pulling her over because her tail lights didn't work?
Imagine that, barely C-list celebrity and already going bad girl. Good riddance, Reby Sky. Though I'll be looking for your sour mug at future Giants losses on my TV set.
And spray on some more body tanning crap, for chrissakes -- jshox
A sports bars in the NFC North last Sunday
The Vikings are 6-0 with at least two very lucky breaks in the final seconds of games. First there was Brett Favre's bomb a few weeks ago to beat San Francisco; last Sunday Baltimore kicked a potential game-winning field goal that went wide left by a couple of feet.
Besides Saints fans, there are millions of people rooting against Favre. Jets fans aside, I can't imagine what it's like to be a Packers fan and be three division games behind Minnesota. But this rough cell phone video provides a glimpse:
Besides Saints fans, there are millions of people rooting against Favre. Jets fans aside, I can't imagine what it's like to be a Packers fan and be three division games behind Minnesota. But this rough cell phone video provides a glimpse:
Monday, October 19, 2009
Saints 'Brees' past Giants, vengeance is mine
In a 48-27 rout of the Giants (don't believe their final score, it could have been a lot less if we weren't so far ahead and relenting), seven different F-22 fighter jet Saints scored touchdowns on the so-called G-men.
Thankfully jshox was one of those, although I think Jermon Bushrod or Jonathon Stinchcomb could score a touchdown if they were lined up at tight end on Drew Brees' team.
Yes, jshox scored a touchdown in the first quarter on the Giants to put the Saints up 14-0, and it was the sweetest thing ever. I, jshox, have dreamed about this since January 2008.
Fifteen plays into it Mike Bell dives for a touchdown on a fourth-and-less-than-a-yard-for-a-first-down at the goal line.
Both Bell and Pierre Thomas ran hard today. And although Thomas led the rushing attack with more than 70 yards, Bell ran over three different Giant players over the course of his runs with an aggressiveness that looked like he was trying to knock snot bubbles out of their face masks.
Bell has proven to be an awesome off-season pick-up.
And then sweet bejesus Breesus, I easily beat linebacker Danny Clark on a first and goal after a spectacular catch by Marques Colston at the goal line.
Let the rout begin of the overrated G-men, who essentially had been on an in-season vacation while playing patsies before they came to the Dome.
Robert Meachem has now proven he is a homerun hitter, just like Devery Henderson. Now we've got two homerun hitters. That's like having Manny and Big Papi in the lineup.
Meachem put the third touchdown on the board with this catch over safety C.C. Brown.
Meachem also burned the defense again in the second half for a catch at the goal line. That one was funny because while we were obviously gong to win the game, hell, we scored 34 in the first half, Brees was yelling and cursing about how the pass and catch didn't make it into the end zone. Stinchcomb had to say 'Drew, we're on the one-yard line. Let's get em!'
Lance Moore is back beeatches! Here's the Saints version of Wes Welker burning cornerback Kevin Dockery for a score to put 27 points on the board for the Saints (the pat was blocked).
Lance was so excited about scoring as a Saint again even I for a second was like 'Dude!'
Lance had a big day back in the lineup: six catches for 78 yards.
Can everyone just admit now that Colston is a beast??!! Huh bruh? Colston caught eight passes for 166 yards and a TD -- he grabbed everything thrown to him -- while Brees was passing to everyone but the water boy.
He broke the bread, he passed the bread, and said, 'Take this, all of you, and march with it, for these are the yards we eat on our way to the Super Bowl.'
Cornerback Jabari Greer intercepts in front of Hakeem Nicks in the second half. Ya know, I'm gonna go with what Bobby Hebert said, 'Greer is the best cornerback the Saints have ever had in a Saints uniform.'
Dude is fast. What an off-season pick-up. How about that Giants drive in the first quarter when Eli tried to hit a homerun to Dominick Hixon and Greer regained the ground he lost and swatted the ball away?
That's Pro Bowl shit, son.
Even fullback Heath Evans got him some TD today, his second for the season -- that's one less than me! -- but check him out as we ran onto the field for pre-game warmups. He's my kind of football player.
Sometimes during warmups you have to set a tone. So I stared down my former teammates and let 'em know I'm still just as crazy as ever.
Insert caption here: douchebag.
Ya know, this is the kind of lady I could have got behind during my New York playing days. Thanks for making the trip, honey!
Anyone notice how awesome our offensive line is? I know a lot is said about how fast Brees gets rid of the ball, but our O line straight up dominated the purported best defensive line in football. There were zero sacks of Brees. And I think he got hurried and knocked down only three times.
In fact, he had so much time back there on a few occasions, we could have suited up Archie and let the old man show his young 'un how it's really done.
Saints left tackle Jermon Bushrod, who is filling in for Jammal Brown, owned Osi Umenyiora today.
Who remembers Brandon Jacobs of Assumption High School jumping up at Remi Ayodele in the second half and putting up his dukes? That really made me laugh.
Here's the screen shot that sums it up.
Better luck next time, homeboy.
Saints win 48-27.
The Saints have now scored 45 or more points in three of their first five games this season.
Who Dat!
All photos provided by the AP.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
So the Giants are in town?
Jshox has been quietly preparing for Sunday's game, treating it like any other Sunday, because this team is too good to take focus away from my teammates.
It's like what I tweeted Thursday: "have nothing to say about the giants!! wish them the best... a great 6yrs up north what more could a guy ask for??"
You know, fans have been talking about a three-game sweep of New York teams this Sunday. "fk the ny sweep we need the whole east.. from miami to buff"
When Reggie's not busy cheering on SC, he's busy doing charity work and filming commercials at St. Jude Childrens Cancer Research Hospital, and dishing on the internets what we were doing Thursday: "That ballon traveled like 70 miles!!! LMAO! Somebody going to jail for that one! Funny part was my whole team glued to the tv watching it!"
Did anyone else share my schaudenfreude this week when the NFL told Rush Limbaugh to go back to the bigot-filled cave he came from? I thought Michael Wilbon wrote rather eloquently on this subject. And though I tend to agree with one of my friend's assessment of the situation -- "This is America and any jackass with money can own whatever the fuck he wants. I don't understand the controversy really. Yeah I think Rushbo is a jackass, but let the jackass own a team if he wants for chrissake." -- you have to understand the NFL business is more concerned for its bottom line. It's a shared revenue system. If Rush-owned Rams can't sign quality free agents, the team perennially sucks and relies on other teams' profits to stay in the black -- no pun intended. Just go back to what Art Modell, former owner of the Cleveland Browns, once said: "We're 26 Republicans who vote Socialist!"
But jshox isn't here to write about politics. Hell, I tried watching a United Nations summit on Fox News the other day and nearly brained myself.
Ya been reading the comments to Saints stories on nola.com? kewlbrees, this one Budweiser tonight is tipped to you, my lucid friend.
So a Saintstard sent me this pic this week of custom T-shirt. I don't know if Drew Brees is my life coach, after all, I don't need a life coach like Mike Vick needs Tony Dungy, but Brees is my life's favorite quarterback.
Get you some Charles Grant, Eli!
On another note, "Drag Me to Hell" is the most fun I've had in about 20 years watching scary movies. The DVD arrived in the mail Friday and my old lady, who loves scary movies and seriously doubted the writer and director of the The Evil Dead trilogy was capable of frightening her, actually screamed so loud she scared the dog, my dachshund named Poboy.
In fact, the old lady screamed out loud four times! I've never seen her scream out loud once before. And even without Bruce Campbell, whom I seriously hoped would make a cameo, Sam Raimi throws several bones Evil Dead-style to his oldest fans. Watch it tonight!
It's like what I tweeted Thursday: "have nothing to say about the giants!! wish them the best... a great 6yrs up north what more could a guy ask for??"
You know, fans have been talking about a three-game sweep of New York teams this Sunday. "fk the ny sweep we need the whole east.. from miami to buff"
When Reggie's not busy cheering on SC, he's busy doing charity work and filming commercials at St. Jude Childrens Cancer Research Hospital, and dishing on the internets what we were doing Thursday: "That ballon traveled like 70 miles!!! LMAO! Somebody going to jail for that one! Funny part was my whole team glued to the tv watching it!"
Did anyone else share my schaudenfreude this week when the NFL told Rush Limbaugh to go back to the bigot-filled cave he came from? I thought Michael Wilbon wrote rather eloquently on this subject. And though I tend to agree with one of my friend's assessment of the situation -- "This is America and any jackass with money can own whatever the fuck he wants. I don't understand the controversy really. Yeah I think Rushbo is a jackass, but let the jackass own a team if he wants for chrissake." -- you have to understand the NFL business is more concerned for its bottom line. It's a shared revenue system. If Rush-owned Rams can't sign quality free agents, the team perennially sucks and relies on other teams' profits to stay in the black -- no pun intended. Just go back to what Art Modell, former owner of the Cleveland Browns, once said: "We're 26 Republicans who vote Socialist!"
But jshox isn't here to write about politics. Hell, I tried watching a United Nations summit on Fox News the other day and nearly brained myself.
Ya been reading the comments to Saints stories on nola.com? kewlbrees, this one Budweiser tonight is tipped to you, my lucid friend.
Get you some Charles Grant, Eli!
On another note, "Drag Me to Hell" is the most fun I've had in about 20 years watching scary movies. The DVD arrived in the mail Friday and my old lady, who loves scary movies and seriously doubted the writer and director of the The Evil Dead trilogy was capable of frightening her, actually screamed so loud she scared the dog, my dachshund named Poboy.
In fact, the old lady screamed out loud four times! I've never seen her scream out loud once before. And even without Bruce Campbell, whom I seriously hoped would make a cameo, Sam Raimi throws several bones Evil Dead-style to his oldest fans. Watch it tonight!
Monday, October 5, 2009
Cajun Cannon goes cuckoo for Saints D
Ol' Bobby, the Cut Off, La., native who quarterbacked the Saints in the late 80s and early 90s, a team that was the franchise's first quality team since the organization's 1967 inception, co-hosts post-game sports radio and other weekly call-in-and-rant shows on WWL 870 and 105.3 FM in New Orleans. Those radio credentials get him in the pressbox on game day.
Say what you will, Bobby is passionate. Maybe overly passionate. Like when Will Smith sacked Mark Sanchez in the end zone for a New Orleans touchdown:
Which kind of got jshox wondering if ESPN intended for this commercial to mock Bobby just a bit, although I believe overall its intention is to generalize all sports radio homers.
And now for WWL play-by-play announcer Jim Henderson to save the day from total inanity.
We got defense too, beeatches!
Who would've thought the Jets -- who had previously held opponents to an average 11 points a game during their first three victories -- would hold Brees and Co. to 10 points in the Dome?
No matter. Darren motherfucking Sharper put us up 10-0 when he intercepted his 58th career interception and took it to the house from 99 yards away. He's now returned two in his first year as a Saint and 10 overall for his career -- only Hall of Famer Rod Woodson has more.
And then the defense gets a 3-and-out.
By the way, Peter King on Sunday reported that Sean Payton had indeed took a $250,000 pay cut to hire Greg Williams, the mad-genius defensive coordinator. Cha-Ching! for us, I say.
Following that 3-and-out, we go for it on fourth down at the goal line and fall short. But that intensity, that killer instinct, is a lot of fun, and I expect coach in that situation to do it again.
No matter about previous execution. Two plays later, with the Jets backed up, Will Smith sacks Mark Sanchez to cause a fumble and we recover for a touchdown.
By the way, didya notice how Charles Grant ended the first half with a sack and began the second half with a sack? That got me more fired up than a Dome Dog topped with jalapenos and chili and Tabasco. Woooooooooo! (As I'm sure Chris Paul and the rest of the Hornets, who were given a day off from training camp by Bryon Scott to attend the game, said interspersingly (that's an adverb!) with their Who Dats!)
(Ashley Ambrose on my right played his final season with the Saints in 2003 before going to the Chiefs for a couple of years and ending a very respectable career as a defensive back.)
Both of those guys were so funny and so nice. I literally looked like that the entire time I interviewed them in a hospital wing in Thibodaux, La., where they were charitably visiting the sick.
That's my quarterback But you gotta give it up to the Jets to playing the pass so well. Then again, Pierre Thomas rushed for nearly 90 yards on just over a dozen carries.
We sacked Sanchez four times and intercepted him thrice. Thrice! I don't even know how I know that word, and I spent three semesters at the U. Bobby McCray gets him some.
Huddle!
And then D motherfucking Sharper gets another interception. Port Allen-native Randall Gay, looking on, walked away with a big smile on his face and shook his head while thumbing over his shoulder at No. 42.
Game over, but Sean Payton still has the fire in his eyes and wants to stomp fat throats.Sunday, October 4, 2009
'I want to hoist that trophy'
If you didn't catch Drew Brees on the front page of USA Today on Saturday -- yes, Jennifer Garner, to your right that's "a guy's guy" with an Africa-sized birthmark on his cheekbone -- then you've really got to read this kickass story.
Favorite part: Says Fox analyst and Hall of Fame quarterback Troy Aikman: "Saints safety Darren Sharper said he's played with Brett Favre in his prime in Green Bay, and Darren would take Drew Brees over Brett Favre in his prime."
Let's chew on that a minute. If Drew Brees wins a Black and Gold Superbowl, he will not only be canonized, fashioned into a true Saint who usurps St. Christopher as the dashboard protector who protects all travelers' passage, but he'll be allowed to play in the Dome until 2025, when that recently renewed contract extension ends. No one's gonna prefer him, or even allow him, on the bench over some young buck like what Favre supposedly faced at the end in Green Bay. Hell, Brees can be mayor and passing at the same time into his fifties, far beyond the years of old man Saint Kenny Stabler.
A couple of weeks ago jshox was thinking it could be a Saints-Ravens Superbowl. Is that what Inside the NFL is talking about?
Bobby McCray has got his own website: http://www.bobbymccray.com/ . . . and I'm not sure why. But what I do know is that the defense is playing great, so each his own. And if they keep it up, hell, I'll take up Tracy Porter on that sac-a-lait fishing trip to Lake Verret this bye week if the defense keeps the Jets to 20 points or less.
We're averaging 40 points a game. But I'm sure you knew that.
It's Breast Cancer Awareness week in the NFL. I can't wait to see Reggie return a punt for six in these cleats.
Twitter around the horn: Pierre Thomas tweeting on Wednesday: "Is it Sunday yet? Hope ya'll are ready to Rock the Dome! Whoooo Daaaaat!!"
Pierre tweeting Reggie after stomping the Bills: "@reggie_bush: Man Mondays are the worst waking up the day after a game! Body feels terrible! Lol! - Maaan nothing like a first game back!"
And the only time you'll see the unflappable Drew Brees flustered:
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