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Saints Chick Chow: Virtual Brownies for Our Virtually Unstoppable Punter

Enjoy those brownies, Thomas!
If you happened to read my interview with Thomas Morstead from earlier this week, you know that a member of his family brings him brownies to eat before every game and during halftime. It started off with his grandmother dropping him off the goodies prior to a game when he was a student at SMU and it became a family tradition.
Saints Chick Chow: Clammed Up Patsy Chowder
Oh, here it is…the game that everyone has been waiting for…the one that will determine if the Saints are for real or if they are those ole lovable losers who haven’t played a “real” team yet this season. While the media’s attention to this game has bordered on nauseating, I must admit that I do love this showdown. Both teams will face a huge challenge Monday night.
The Saints defense will have a challenge ahead of them when they face off with Tom Brady, Wes Welker, and Randy Moss. Our banged-up secondary is holding their own, despite the injuries, and we recently signed Pro Bowl cornerbacks Chris McAlister and Mike Mckenzie who both may see some time this Monday night.
Saints Chick Chow: Buc’in Broccoli Soup
This turnover bug of Drew’s has me worried. Is H1N1 catching up to him? Does he have a fever? Is there enough Vitamin C in his system?
I pondered these questions last week as I reviewed tape from the Saints game with the Rams. In my 37 years on this planet, I’ve never been as angry with a Saints victory as I was with this one. In fact, I don’t ever recall being upset with a Saints victory. Hell, I would beam from ear to ear when they won a preseason game, much less one during the regular season.
Saints Chick Chow: Surf and Turf Rambalaya

The Rams Offensive Line
Over the years, the Saints had decent teams, especially during Jim Mora’s tenure, but overall, Saints fans and players alike knew nothing but heartbreak, anguish, and missed opportunities, much like Rams fans.
Saints Chick Chow: Tuna Meltdown

Poor Tuna Fish
5-0.
Did ya hear me?
5-0.
Life in New Orleans is seemingly perfect right now. The weather is finally glorious. Children frolic in the streets. People smile at each other and yell Who Dat to perfect strangers. And, hell, we’ve even seen a drop in murders. We can attribute all of this to our undefeated team. They have brought sunshine back to our lives and we thank them every day for it. Now, if we can do something about that dad gum wildcat offense, we’ll be sitting real purdy.














