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Tampa is Kardashian-Free
What? This is just how I stand!
So much for Tampa celebrity gossip…
It seems Khloe Kardashian is not dating Tampa running back Derrick Ward, after all. People reports that she’s found love with another athlete, L.A. Lakers forward Lamar Odom.
I guess since she’s so tall a basketball player might be a better fit for Khloe. Plus, if there’s anything the other Chicks have taught me, it’s that you do not want your players dating a Kardashian sister.
The most interesting part of this story?
Week 13: “You are too much for me, you sonofawhoreson bitch! I wish I knew how to quit you!”
Such poignant words. Such similar situations. Much like in Brokeback Mountain, the Saints and I are entangled in a sordid, twisted love affair. At times it feels so right, but it often feels so wrong. And once again, after I’ve given my all, they’ve broken my heart. Damn you, Saints. I wish I knew how to quit you…
The stormy weather in the Sunshine state set the perfect backdrop for Sunday’s game against the Bucs, which played out like a rerun of a bad movie for us tortured Saints fans. As much as I wanted to believe we could pull off the upset in Tampa, I couldn’t ignore the nagging question lingering in the back of my mind. “How will they blow it this time?” My brain conjured up images of the usual suspects…Jason David blowing coverage to give up a 70 yard touchdown in the final minutes. Reggie Bush fumbling the ball on the goal line. Martin Gramatica coming off injured reserve just so he could botch a game winning field goal. But who knew, who knew, it would be you Brees? Et tu, Drew-te?
Playoff Game 3: Bring on the Bucs…Again
In case you didn’t realize it, the playoffs for the Saints started in Kansas City two weeks ago. Any loss between now and January all but squashes, pisses on, and kicks our postseason hopes down a storm drain. EVERY game means win or go home.
So when we storm into Tampa Bay’s territory this Sunday, we won’t only need the confidence from Monday night’s ass-kicking against the Packers. We’ll need the kind of strategizing and poise that would make even Sean Payton’s temples throb. Immediately 5 questions come to mind.
Game 1: Waiting to Exhale
Admit it; Toward the end of the fourth quarter, you started having hive producing flashbacks to last season’s game against the Bucs in the Dome. You struggled to fight off that nagging, pessimistic thought of “who’s going to blow it for us this time?” You shuttered at the thought that our fate would be left in the hands of the Saints defense. And then…Scott Fujita reminded us that it was the Saints’ defense making the biggest plays of this game all along. And then…you screamed with excitement, possibly spilling some of your beer on your brand new boots. And then…you exhaled.
Time to Get Buc Wild
As I sit here watching the Giants and Redskins redefine mediocrity, I can’t help but get giddy at the notion that this is the year the Saints officially end their “on again”, “off again” relationship with disappointment. Does it make me sound too much like a Saints fan to say “This is OUR year?” Yeah probably…but this time I actually have reasons.
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