Good thing the Saints didn’t trade Lance Moore and allow Jack Hunt to depart in free agency to "make room on the depth chart" for superstar in waiting Adrian Arrington, eh?

I just don’t understand why they’re letting him "play through it." Sit him down already, the guy is far too valuable to risk further injury. He’s a hall of famer, for crying out loud. Surely I didn’t just imagine Onome Ojo’s presentation speech when Arrington was inducted.

Fortunately for us, Mike Triplett is pretty sure that Robert Meachem is ON A DAMN MISSION(!!!) to assume his rightful spot on the wideout pecking order. No, seriously. For real this time. I swear, I’m not fucking with you here. Meachem’s totally about to "break out" or something. Evidently Pete Carmichael Jr. has changed up some of the terminology in the playbook, and "32 Z Cuatro Left 6 Hambone" is now known as "Dude, run straight ahead 10 yards, then stop and turn around." Awesome. Why are they just now thinking of this? Stupid Doug Marrone. 

Aside from that, there hasn’t been much in the way of SHOCKING REVELATIONS coming out of camp so far. Same ole same ole. This just in: Jahri Evans is good. Jenkins is still unsigned. Everybody the Saints brought in this offseason is GREAT! Gregg Williams is still a redass. Drew still hates Shockey’s guts. Charles Grant is still The Black Terry Forster. Joey Harrington still sucks. Reggie Bush still looks like a damn superstar when the defense is under orders not to play too rough.

That is, assuming they don’t hold him out of practice, which yet again is about a 50/50 kind of proposition. And you thought Kim’s absence was going to help matters. What the Times Picayune isn’t telling you is that it’s not the knee. It’s the cock. Dude’s not used to having to masturbate, and he hasn’t been taking the necessary precautions.

See, this is where not having Kevin Houser around comes back to bite you in the ass.

Thomas Morstead has the looks of one hell of a mentor on that front, but he’s a rookie and hasn’t yet earned the required locker room cred. Hopefully Reggie can humble himself enough to look past that and rub one for the team.

Because, seriously, you think Scotty Badass and Billy Miller had brushes with disaster at Sean Payton’s 2007 water park field trip? Just wait until TMZ gets a hold of Reggie involuntarily "dehydrating himself" after catching a brief glimpse of some of the scenery at this year’s excursion. On the other hand, you just know that Shockey will be tweeting it like 2 minutes later, and it’ll be gold. GOLD, Jerry!

At least Kenny Chesney won’t be hanging around gaying up the joint this year. Which sucks for Kenny Wilkerson, who had already paid for the Chesney disguise he was gonna use to sneak into camp this year. But what the Times-Picayune isn’t telling you is that it took ten guys to hold Payton down and beat him about the head and face with socks full of quarters for half an hour before he’d agree to call off Chesney’s fantasy camp for this year.

Oh sure, Payton’s story is that Chesney’s going to be on tour on the west coast during this year’s camp. What he’s not telling you is that Tom Benson was one of the guys holding him down after Payton tried to expense the purchase of every last ticket to one of Chesney’s shows this month and a ticket from Los Angeles to Moisant.

Fortunately for Payton, he was able to get Loomis to sign off on guest appearances by Foreigner’s Lou Gramm and Journey’s Steve Perry instead. High five! Word on the street is that Morstead might be on the bubble now, after flatly refusing to punt to Steve Perry until he sings "Open Arms" at least twice.