Aw, precious memories…
Leave it to the Saints to have a Monday night game during a week in which Thursday is a major holiday which requires that you start cooking days in advance and tend to your out-of-town-friends’ doggie. Has no one the slightest regard for a blogger’s demanding schedule? Nooooo.
The good news is that it’s a perfect excuse to half-ass it for a week. High five!
The Saints sure were pretty Monday night. Oh sure, they gave up 21 points in the first half. They didn’t gain a damn thing on Carolina or Tampa (thanks, Detroit) and they’re still probably totally screwed (thanks, Marteen.) But it was still one for the archives. And I’d sooner DIE than shirk my blogging responsibilities. Still, it’s a short Thanksgiving week, and I’m not above half-assing it for legit reasons. Or any other kind of reasons. So the following is pretty much just a raw dump of in-game comments cobbled together into something resembling a recap. Enjoy. Or something.



In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king. Kinda sums up the 2008 Saints, doesn’t it?
Welcome to the first installment of moosedenied’s newest
Pop quiz, hotshot: When a head coach takes a team deep into the playoffs, and then the team finishes the following two consecutive seasons below 500, what does history suggest the future holds for the team and for the coach?
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