"I live for the nights I don't remember with the people I won't forget ? @drewbrees #shootyourarrows"
Listen, I love Brandin Cooks. The kid is a flat-out baller that plays way bigger and more physical than his actual build should allow him to. He does all the right things, he generally says all the right things, and he displays the type of maturity that you want to see out of a 23 year old who is somehow already the trusted "veteran presence" in an unbelievably talented receiving core. Unfortunately, all those things kind of go hand-in-hand with him being an overly religious dork. That's great for fans that want to see the players they root for excel on the field, but it's not so great for the few, the proud, and the alcoholic that would rather see the players they root for plop down next to them on a barstool.
That's why I have no choice to believe that Cooksy just heard this quote one time and ran with it instead realizing what it actually means. Either this was a super edgy concussion joke from a person who likely praises the Lord for leading him to the toilet prior to taking his morning piss, or someone doesn't realize that "nights I don't remember" refers to drunken bingers that result in morning hangovers and the hardly pieced together tales that come with them. It's usually never safe to assume what some of your favorite athletes are like away from the field. That said, there's a better chance of me running a sub-4.3 and blowing the top off an NFL secondary than there is of Brandin Cooks being woken up on Brees' couch by his litter of children and asking Drew "man, what the hell happened last night?". I'm glad he'll never forget his current teammates because it means that the Saints locker room is much more cohesive than their special teams unit would have you believe. However, I would like to think that - barring some brutal career threatening head injuries - he won't have too much trouble remembering the nationally televised nights he spent with them either. That's why we'll just chalk this one up as a relatively innocent professional athlete using an AIM away message out of context.