How do you know that Jim Henderson is one cool cat? He was kind enough to not even ask for that 20 minutes of his life back.

Still not convinced? How about the fact that he’s saving his Cheez-Whiz story for the book? He’s happy to take a stab at a zen coan though.

Here we go:

jazzbo: First off, thanks for representing our team as the Voice of the Saints, and representin’ damned well, I might add. I don’t know if I can come up with a question you hadn’t heard yet, but I’d be interested in knowing which players you think deserve special attention during training camp/preseason. Who are those players you think are most likely to turn some heads during TC? Continue Reading…

How do I know summer has officially arrived? I know because the traditional annual flare-up in the ongoing Jihad against Jack Hunt has started once again.

Why do I always find myself defending this guy? Hell, I thought I had already personally written him off after week 4 last year. But here I am again, confusing the shit out of non-LSU-fans with all the Jack Hunt stuff, and once again acting like the married female friend who for some reason is wearing long sleeves in May and won’t take off her sunglasses. "He can’t help it. But he’ll change, I just know he will."

Actually, I’ve long since given up hope that Devery will ever be anything more than the no-hands-havingest big-play deep threat to ever have lost any and all semblance of trust from the people who decide whether or not he gets the ball. Best I can do at this point is to steadfastly maintain that he’s not completely useless, and that until someone else steps up to fill his role, the Saints are better off with Devery on the roster than not. Continue Reading…

We’ve been telling you folks for quite some time that, quite frankly, we here at moosedenied are… well… we’re big shots. And up until (and including) this very moment, it’s all been LIES! Damnable lies.

The truth is, we’ve never shared a single deep dish with Dulymus. We do not get text messages at 3am from Reginald Alfred. We have never listened in on a conference call among Sean Payton, Les Miles, Jim Haslett, Nick Saban and Pete Carroll. We’re not even really sure why we refer to ourselves as "we."

We do have a bucket full of $200 ties, a few of which Lou Dobbs also wears, which is pretty bitchin’. We also do actually wear a top hat and monocle when we blog. Of course, none of that is really true either.

We know it must be shocking and disheartening to learn the truth. And for that, I’m sorry. Nope, just a jackass with a blog. A blog that’s been dormant for three weeks, in fact. Damn, actually when you think about it, we kinda suck. But I’ll be damned if we’re not just about to make up for it all. Continue Reading…

A certain Westbank-born, Jesuit High School-LSU educated, uptown bicycler made the impossible happen this morning: he made me give a crap about the Hornets’ playoff run. I hope he doesn’t mind my borrowing his topic and spewing forth a little rant of my own on the subject.

Firstly, let me just say that I don’t have anything at all against the Hornets. In fact, I wish them nothing but success. I think it’s great that they’re (back) in New Orleans, I’m glad they’re winning, I’m glad they’re packing the arena and are creating such excitement in the city. I’m glad Hornets fans are having such a great time, and I hope it continues for as long as possible.

It’s just that I don’t give a crap about basketball. I’ve tried, but I just don’t have it in me. Football is my first love. There are pictures of me from before I could walk with all manner of Saints and LSU merchandise. I was pretty much born and bred a Saints/LSU fan. Other sports didn’t come until later for me, when I gained unsupervised access to cable tee vee. Summers out of school, two working parents and day games on WGN turned me into a Cubs fan. Baseball became my second love. (Little league helped a lot too. When it came to participation, I actually preferred baseball to football, and I still do today.) Continue Reading…

Is it true that you could go blind from doing that too much?

Damn, Kenny. Just go ahead and click the submit button on the contact form already. I tried to make the anti-spam challenge question as easy as I could.

We don’t hate you here. We goof on you because it’s fun, and you make yourself an easy target. But we certainly don’t wish you any specific harm. Want to tell your side of the story? We’ll publish it. Or, if you prefer, just vent your spleen about what assholes we are. Either way is fine. I’m a big boy, I can take it. Got something to say, say it.