I have always appreciated rooting for a team whose head coach's competitive fire can be seen burning through the lens of the nearest candid camera, so I'm not going to let a play that defied one-in-a-million odds completely change my stance on Sean Payton's sideline personality. That said, is waiting merely 20 more seconds to find out if the wound is actually deadly before trying to rub salt in it too much to ask?
Don't get me wrong, I'm all for good playoff fun. Unfortunately, I find nothing wholesome or hysterical about trying to justify why the head coach of an NFL franchise who has been on the ass end of faaaaar too many a backdoor pillaging was busy mocking Vikings' fans during the waning seconds of a road playoff game instead of doing...well...literally anything other than tempting the most gruesome of fate.
Now, of course I don't think that Sean Payton would have been teaching fundamental tackling techniques to the team's most trustworthy safety if he wasn't preoccupied doing some premature trolling, but that's not really the point. Full disclosure? I'm not actually sure what the point is, because Stefon Diggs walk-off touchdown was far more of a miracle than it was a coaching mistake. However, I am sure that the last thing I wanted to do today was learn that someone whose extracurricular antics have already blown up in his face once this season chose to engage in them again when said season was on the line. I love Sean Payton, but any real Saints' fan knew not to peacock around the ring before the opponent was officially pinned. He really set himself up to look like an huge asshole, and - by proxy - I also feel like a one for previously encouraging the type of behavior that was immediately followed by the football gods delivering the most soul-shattering of 61 yard strikes.
Who dat say they gonna jinx them Saints?! We dat, indeed.