Finally, a Saints' cornerback that literally begs to be thrown at out of confidence. Sean Payton's track record shows that way of thinking stands a relatively high chance of back firing quicker than Brandon Browner's disaster of a contract, but it's a welcomed change from his predecessors that figuratively begged to be targeted out of sheer incompetence in coverage. It's far too early to say whether or not Marshon Lattimore is going to live up to his billing, but it's nice to know that he's got enough belief in himself to start writing checks with his mouth before his ass has even cashed one. Let's hope history doesn't repeat itself so a simple 3-step drop doesn't have the entire Who Dat Nation feeling bankrupt of all hope faster than the actual nation when its president speaks publicly.
Admittedly, I'm only cautiously optimistic that the Chargers' backups avoided the side of field manned by an unproven rookie, but somehow I still feel like I'm leaving myself insanely vulnerable to soul crushing disappointment. So here's to Marshon Lattimore not becoming a laughably victimized example of "be careful what you wish for". If not for the sake of a franchise that has been in desperate need of his skill set for a goddamn decade then for the emotional stability of a fanbase whose PTSD starts to kick in whenever their team has to defend 3rd-and-even the most inconceivable length of "long".