In Louisiana the Saints' performance this year has made for some long Monday morning conversations at work places everywhere. Why not? They are who we think they are. However, listening to the hype on ESPN can lead one to think about 16 and 0h all too quickly. We have ten games remaining against NFL teams. One or two key injuries can create all the crack needed for one of those teams to open us up like a can of sardines.
Before you begin to think I'm a party pooper, let me give you an alternative to thinking about playoffs, home field advantage and Super Bowls. Suck all the juice out of every game every week as if it is the last game they will ever play. The first six games have been FANtastic. I watch every minute, but I record it just in case I miss something. There seems to be a very long list of players that can be appreciated almost every game. After a great defensive series you can even take a moment to be extremely happy the Saints managed to attract Williams as defensive coordinator. You can watch for that moment when, after Thomas has hammered the opposing defense for a while, Bell comes in daisy fresh and drives a nail in the coffin. You can certainly get a thrill from the way Brees and his remarkable receiver corps carves up a defence. How about our defensive backs? We've never had those before. That's fun stuff.
So I suggest you look forward to the last game the Saints will ever play. It will be in the Dome Monday night. We are going to have Hank Williams Jr. and the Atlanta Falcons over for dinner, and I can't wait. Can you say, "Bell up the middle for 27 yards"? Sure . . . I knew you could.
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