Not gettin’ hassled, not gettin’ hustled…
Any time you meet a payment (Reggie… worth every penny)
Any time you need a friend (Brees: "Aw come on coach, gimme a smile!" )
Any time you’re out from under (4-4 bitches!)
Temporary layoffs (Nice catch Devery, now have a seat.)
Easy credit ripoffs (In case you forgot, Mare cost a 6th round pick.)
Scratchin’ and survivin’ (Half-game out of the division lead!)
Hangin’ in and jivin’* (Way to bust a move in the end zone, Lance Moore.)
Hot damn, the Saints are officially BACK baby! And ain’t we lucky we got ‘em? I swear, if I didn’t currently have a live dove in my pants, I’d jump up on this table and… well, that’s not important right now.
For the first time this year, this one doesn’t need to be taken with a grain of salt. This wasn’t a closer-than-the-score-would-indicate win over a decent team, aided by a blocked punt for a TD and a blocked FG, like Seattle. This wasn’t a squeaker over an also-ran like Atlanta. This wasn’t even a dominating win over an also-ran like San Francisco. This was complete domination of a 5-2 team. One with an imposing defense and one of the best rushing attacks in the league.



