Now that...that is something that can certainly help the Who Dat Nation accelerate the seemingly never-ending healing process. Drew Brees being as classy as ever in devastating and undeserved defeat was predictably encouraging and all...
...but nothing speaks to the Saints' resilience quite like their head coach, who has been battle-tested by the bullshit of BountyGate, having already regained full form as the pettiest of prick in the NFL's ass. All-too-relatably, it apparently took him a few days of eating his feelings in the dark while diving head first into the distraction of mindless entertainment...
...but the ability to keep his chin up, his head held high, his chest puffed out, and his zipper perfectly positioned to send a message of mockery that was only as subtle as a turquoise undershirt could possibly be is what makes Sean Payton the quintessential voice of both New Orleans and the tight-knit team that has collective taken on its/his personality. If there ever a sign that the Saints will, once again, rebound from having their season shocked to a screeching halt, it's their long-time leader getting a head start on the retaliation tour before the Super Bowl he had stolen from him has even taken place.
I think I speak for the entire Who Dat Nation in saying no one is going to fully get over what will eventually go down as the most infamous non-call in NFL history until they get back at a league that had absolutely no shame after screwing them out of chance at a championship. Therefore, not even sitting across a candle-lit dinner table from the most voluptuous of date has left me as excited for the potential of what's to come as Sean Payton showing juuuust enough chest to prove he has team's back in flashing some shade in the direction of a complete clown of a commissioner.
Just about the last thing the alter-ego of 'Petty Payton' needed was an offseason-long enabling, but the first thing a perpetually pissed off group of players and fans needed was a reassurance that - from the top down - payback was already being prioritized. The clown might as well keep ducking and covering like a coward, because the amount of shit the Saints are about to shower on a circus of a league is going to make him jealous of the Barnum & Bailey employees that only had to worry about scooping up elephant dung.