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Chicks Sips: Apple Green with Envy Martini and an Ice Cold Bird Shooter
There’s a chick in enemy territory this weekend. Deep in the heart of Filthadelphia, where the rats roam free and the furry goatees turn decent looking men into human billy goats, Nola Chick will hold her own as one the only fans in the sports bar rooting for the other team. Oh yeah, I’m gonna be that chick.
Loud and proud of my black and gold, sporting a Colston jersey (or perhaps the black and gold Saints vest) but definitely a Saints wooly cap and fleur de lis necklace, I will brace myself for the barrage of not-so-clever insults, dirty looks, and the inevitable (because they’ve got no other card to pull) Katrina jokes. But not to worry, I’ll take comfort in knowing my team still has a shot at the playoffs and their team is D.O.A. I’ll have the memory of Deuce McAllister ending the careers of their “legendary” defensive ends. Not to mention that while my QB may underperform under pressure, he would never disgrace us by spewing his chunky soup all over the sideline. And best of all, this Sunday I’ll have the antidote for even the most potent Eagles fan concocted haterade: The Apple Green with Envy Martini and an Ice Cold Bird Shooter.
“We’re Right There Boys….Get Your Mind Right!”
Those aren’t our words. They’re the words of a fired up Coach Sean Payton in the post game pep talk with his Saints team after they successfully made Kurt Warner cry back to his bird’s nest. “We’re right there boys. We’re right there. Get your mind right.”
“There” would be in the pack of NFC teams still clinging to hopes of a postseason berth. The win over the Cardinals didn’t just keep our dreams alive, but effectively ended Arizona’s. The Lions also saw their playoff hopes go bye-bye this week, courtesy of a 51-14 ass tapping by the San Diego Chargers. Once the Giants take care of business against the Redskins tonight, the Saints will find themselves alone, breathing down the neck of the 7-6 Vikings. (Anybody else hoping the Bears will be “who we thought they were” when they take on Minnesota come Monday night?)
1 Down, 7 to Go
Beating the Falcons like they stole something in prime time…it doesn’t get any better than that for a Saints fan. Except you gotta admit that after a while in last night’s game, bullying stopped being fun. In fact, it started to feel like we were picking on the retarded kid in class. Oh wait, “retarded” isn’t politically correct. Let’s say it started to feel like we were picking on the “Dubya-like” kid in class.
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