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Saints vs. Cardinals Playoff Recap: “I Got Your ‘Rust’ Right Here”
45 points, 2 defensive turnovers, and an explosive running game: I don’t know about you Saints fans, but if that’s what “rust” looks like, then wrap me in metal and drop me in a bucket of water, ’cause I wanna be “rusty” all the way to Miami! In a fervid, emotionally charged Super Dome, the New Orleans Saints chewed up, spit out, and danced on the remains of the Arizona Cardinals. It was a certified ass whoopin’ and it was a long time coming.
Saints vs Panthers Recap: Moving Along, Nothing to See Here
Have you ever been to a movie and:
a) fell asleep
b) watched most of it with your fingers covering your eyes
c) found yourself wondering just when, oh when it would end and put you out of your misery
d) all of the above
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?
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