It’s about that time. Saints football is BACK, bitches! I don’t know about you, but I’ve had a week-long priapism, and I’m thinking of seeking medical attention.

This Sunday night, a whopping 20,000 people will squeeze into tiny little Fawcett Stadium in the shadow of the world’s largest juicer to watch the Saints take on Señor Fathead and the Pittsburgh Steelers for about 20 minutes or so.

Then they’ll watch a bunch of dudes with names like Sepulveda and Capizzi get yelled at from the sideline for another three hours while wondering how long before they can get the fuck out of Ohio. Sounds like a hell of an evening.

The rest of us will be sitting in front of a tee vee somewhere, so fucking geeked about Saints football being back that we’ll hardly notice Greg Gumbel making Wayne Brady look like Malcolm X whilst gingerly tiptoeing through those moments where his producer insists that he talk about anything even remotely related to football. We suffer for our Saints. That’s what makes us so badass. more…