Bet you a big teaser, huh?
Better start pricing Tampa-area hotels for the weekend of February 1 2009, bitches! Or not.
As wins go, that was about as satisfying as a traditional British dinner. It’ll stave off the hunger for a while. But rather than basking in the afterglow, you’re just kind of relieved that it’s over and that you were able to keep it down.
You’ve got to hand it to Coach Clever Trousers though. I mean, was the difference between a win and a loss yesterday not perfectly obvious to everyone watching? Clearly it was the punting prowess of Ben Graham. The Saints remain undefeated in the Ben Graham Era, and his acquisition has to rank right up there with the acquisitions of Drew Brees, Marques Colston and Jon Vilma. Or something. Hey, Weatherford’s team lost yesterday. So… uh… yeah. Ben Graham, bitches!


The Ben Graham Era begins this weekend as our band of sodding wankers attempts to muster up enough competence to bugger a bunch of pissface nancy boys in what promises to be a ripping American football match.
At least the Saints achieved something yesterday. They finally discovered something that no amount of bacon could make better. Talk about a full-pound medium-rare double-stack hickory-grilled shitburger.
Looks like I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.
Urge to kill… falling.
It’s been yet another banner week for Skepticism and his asshole brother Cynicism down at the ole Bender household. I’m doing what I can to fight them off, and the Saints have been doing what they can to help. So I guess I ought to be thankful for that. Or something. Unfortunately, so far the results have been mixed.
Can’t get the stink off