These OU Fans Seem To Think Joe Mixon Is Jesus, And I'm Glad I'll Never Have To Be That Blinded By My Rooting Interests...
And just that quickly, a second chance becomes a "resurrection". From disgraced to "chosen". From cowardly to "mighty". All it took was exactly one over-the-top sign made a grown man in a stupid hat and his negligently parented kid and all the sudden Joe Mixon has gone from being burned at the stake for the unforgivable crimes of his past to rising from the ashes like a phoenix!
Now, I truly do believe in redemption, but I believe in it the same way I trust in a cheating girlfriend. I personally wouldn't want her back, but I would shrug my shoulders and accept it if someone else made the decision to leave themselves vulnerable. That's why I'm extremely thankful that the Saints are set at the running back position and don't have to compromise the character of the locker room they've spent the last few years reconstructing as diligently as their salary cap. I'm all for someone else giving a teenager that made a mistake an opportunity to change his ways, but I wouldn't want to have to cheer for a guy who I watched viciously attack a woman with no remorse. Good thing the unforgettable Junior Galette saga makes that a moral dilemma that I don't have to worry abo-ahhhhhh shit...
I have a request for Mickey Loomis, can we not? I understand teams having the "someone is going to take him anyway" mindset, but haven't the Saints invested in enough ridiculously talented migraines to realize that another potential headache isn't worth the risk? I don't even care if Joe Mixon manages to keep his fist away from the jawline of anymore unsuspecting women and goes on to have a long successful career, because there is only so much he has to offer an offense that is already one of the league's best without him. At some point in the future the Saints will acquire a complete scumbag whose criminal record I will have to blissfully ignore on Sunday's, but as long as Drew Brees is the quarterback then that scumbag better not play a role that's been more than adequately filled by plenty of far less troubled players before him. Sean Payton is capable of turning water into wine on at least one side of the ball, so there's no point in taking on the inherent danger of someone that is essentially the personification of a 5th of Jack Daniel's.