We do not train to be merciful here. Mercy is for the weak.

You know what the Saints have to do Monday night against the Fightin’ Mike Smiths, don’t you? Sweep the leg. We don’t want them beaten, we want them out of commission. Out.. of.. commission. You have a problem with that?

Win, and the Saints take a 3 game lead in the NFC South with 9 to play. And for lagniappe, half the head-to-head tiebreaker, just in case. For all intents and purposes, the division race would be a fait accompli. And that’s all great. But at the risk of sounding greedy, victory alone doesn’t cut it this week. No sir, not when it’s Falcons Hate Week™. They are the enemy. An enemy deserves no mercy. Sweep the leg. FINISH THEM!!! Strike first. Strike hard. No mercy. Continue Reading…

You’re probably already well aware of the fact that Pro Bowl voting is underway. While you’re there casting your ballots for Drew, Sharper, Shockey, Shanle, Porter, Greer, Nicks and (Jahri) Evans, I’d like to strongly suggest that you consider voting early and often for one other candidate…

Our old pal JaMarcus.

Do it. Come on, do it. If nothing else, do it for the sake of sweet, sweet farce. Tell me you wouldn’t be unbelievably amused. We must make this happen. If the site’s stated goal works (shaming the Raiders into replacing him permanently) you never know… maybe Carolina trades a pick for him. Oh sure, it’s a longshot prospect that I basically just pulled out of my ass. But admit it, the possibility intrigues you. Isn’t the mere thought of the Panthers being "led" by JaMarcus for the next 3-5 years worth an extra click? DO IT!!! Do it now!

Don’t call it a comeback
I been here for years
Rockin’ my peers and puttin’ suckas in fear
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Explosion, overpowerin’
Over the competition, I’m towerin’
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Don’t you dare stare, you betta move
Don’t ever compare
Me to the rest that’ll all get sliced and diced
Competition’s payin’ the price

Cha ching! Come on, Drew, no 360? And when did Don Shula get a gig as an NFL official?

Want to know how good this team and their godlike quarterback are? They kick ass even when they suck. Continue Reading…

Oh no! It’s the cleverest species of them all!

I sure hope the Saints are on the lookout this Sunday at Land Shark Stadium for audible calls such as "Candygram!" "Plumber!" and "Telephone guy!" because if not, they might get MAULED(!!!) by the most awesomest offensive innovation to come out of mid-tier college ball since the Run & Shoot. Oooooh, I bet you’re scared now.

What ever will the Saints do to counter the awesome power of this craaaazy new offensive attack which has opposing defensive coordinators furrowing their brows in a vain attempt to comprehend the situation? (Well, two out of the five so far, anyway.) Because you know, it’s totally not a fad. No sir. No gimmick here. To hear the Dolphins talk about it, they don’t even know why people still consider it "tricky." Why, all they’re really doing is lining up and running it down people’s throats. Hell, it’s downright old school. And after all, they do have the LEAGUE’S BEST RUSHING ATTACK!!! Pardon me while I go get a clean pair of pants. Continue Reading…

Fear me, you lords and lady preachers
I descend upon your Earth from the skies
I command your very souls, you unbelievers
Bring before me what is mine…

Cha ching! So much for the notion that the league was beginning to figure out how to keep Drew from eating them whole, eh?

By most accounts, this was the perfect storm. Drew was at his surgical best, shitting gold like only he can. In fact, everything the Saints did Sunday came up aces. The Giants were victimized by the Saints at their very best, while the Giants themselves had one of those days, and thus never stood a chance. We here at moosedenied hate to be contrarian, but I’m gonna have to go ahead and beg to differ. Oh, it was lovely, don’t get me wrong. But you know what? After careful consideration and multiple re-watches, I’m not so sure that the Saints aren’t even better than that. Continue Reading…

So how did you bitches spend the bye week? I spent mine discovering the elusive secret to INTERNET MILLIONS! Apparently, it goes a little something like this: 1. Throw a little dirt in the general direction of Reggie Bush’s mindbogglingly handsome playmaking face, 2. ____________, 3. Profit! Now if only I could bring myself to plaster ads all over this place. Stupid modicum of shame! Always coming back to bite me in the ass.

I’ve always been one to chuckle at Message Board Guy getting played like a fiddle on a regular basis by guys like my old friend Colin Cowherd. I’ve always known that while MBG goes on and on about wanting informed, "fair and balanced" commentary, with heavy doses of Respeck™ for the object of his affection, it’s really all just a front. What he really wants is for you to give him the opportunity to call you an idiot. Tell him precisely what he least wants to hear, and then just sit back and watch those numbers go through the fuckin’ roof. Brilliant. Continue Reading…

Ch-ch-ch-ch-cha ching! Turn and face the strange, Saints fans. This thing just keeps getting more bizarre by the week. It’s damn near a full blown Space Oddity at this point. Is it just me, or have you found yourself getting a hell of a lot lot louder and more obnoxious with each passing game?

If I weren’t seeing it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe it. Fortunately for me, I am. And I do.

10th in the league in total defense. 7th in scoring defense. 8th in rushing defense. 14th in pass defense. Still 2nd in the league in rushing offense. 1st in scoring offense. 2nd in total offense. Leading the league in takeaways. 2nd in turnover margin (and if not for Reggie Bush, they’d be first.) Leading the league in defensive 3-and-outs and leading the league in hits on the opposing quarterback. Leading the league in interceptions and passes defended, and tied for 8th in sacks. Still unbeaten, and still yet to trail. Seriously, holy shit. Continue Reading…

That’s right, it’s a very special Saturday episode, bitches.

If you don’t regularly read the Yellow Blog, you’re missing some damn fine Saints commentary. Jeffrey’s the only blogger I’ve run across whose Saints schtick amuses me as much as my own schtick amuses me. Go for the football posts, stay for the rest of his content, which is consistently hilarious and scathing.

I’ve never plugged Adrastos before, but I’m a fairly regular visitor to First Draft as well, and you should be too. Hold on, I promise I’m going somewhere with this. I’d have posted this over at First Draft, but my "there’s a pretty good chance that that’s bad manners" alarm went off when I considered posting a big long comment at someone else’s place in response to another comment and not the blogger’s original post. At a loss as to what to do, I of course went in search of pictures of sexy UPS chicks. Oh I suppose you’d have done something different? Continue Reading…

By all accounts, 1500 Poydras is about to be witness to the ultimate test of cerebral fitness. This grips me more than would a muddy old river or a reclining buddha. Thank god I’ll only be watching the game.

This week’s only matchup of unbeatens promises the creme de la creme of the football world in a show with everything but Yul Brynner. The league’s best offense vs. the third best defense. The league’s best quarterback vs. the national media’s Chosen One for this year. A chess match between the league’s most creative offensive mind and the current highest-ranking member of the First Family of NFL Defense. Perhaps the toughest test yet for a couple of 3-0 division leaders who in the early going look to be among the league’s elite. Hard men will be made humble. Tough guys will tumble. My pants are getting tighter just thinking about it. I just hope the the final score doesn’t end up Thai’d. Hiyoooo! Continue Reading…