Wait just a damn minute, is football supposed to be fun to watch? I had almost forgotten how enjoyable it was to watch the Saints win. This last month had me thinking that plopping down on the couch, cracking open a beer, ordering some bypass-inducing food, and taking in a few hours of football on a Sunday afternoon was supposed to be a torturous activity. An activity that was meant to strengthen you a person if you managed to get through it without taking a warm, relaxing bubblebath with your toaster. Who knew that it could actually be a delightful experience that could provide you the opportunity to end the weekend with a smile on your face? I guess the constant barrage of demoralizing losses rendered joy an impossibility in my eyes. There may not be good odds that this feeling happens often, but in my best 'Dumb and Dumber' voice, "SO YOU'RE SAYING THERE'S A CHANCE!!!".
Hey Who Dat Nation, do you guys realize what just happened? The Saints, yup, the ones that play in New Orleans, just made a difference! I know it feels like it's been a long time since that happened, and that's because it has been. The beginning of November to be exact. As a matter of fact, the only relevance the Saints have maintained since then is when their defense has given daily fantasy players a fiscally responsibly, high upside option at quarterback. None the less, the Saints were back to remind everyone that they are still a professional football team, and they did so by essentially knocking the Buccaneers out of playoff contention. Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert! Time to flush Jameis Winston's rookie season, no matter how impressive it may have been, down the garbage disposal. Not that I, as a Saints fan, should be talking, but Buccaneers postseason football is no longer fit for human consumption. Drew Brees already took that pipe dream and laid it curbside for waste removal, no need to thank him for doing your choirs Lovie Smith.
God, did it feel good to see Marques Colston casually adjust to the ball and modestly celebrate a couple of touchdowns passes like the good old days. Couldn't have been more refreshing to see a Saints offense maintaining a balanced approach while playing with the lead. Shit, even the defense, outside of a couple mind numbingly stupid penalties*, looked like it was playing with a purpose. That being said, I don't expect to see what I say today again until, at the very least, next season, but if just for one day it was satisfying to be a Saints fan, and at this point that's all I could ask for.
* Kyle Wilson needs to stop pretending he's Brandon Browner, and Brandon Browner needs to stop pretending he's an NFL player.