Saints vs. the Ghost of Mike Nolan…

Not the 49ers quarterback...

Ed update… I’m really not happy with Greg Williams…and Roby back on a return? WTF?

Having lived in both New Orleans and San Francisco, and having plans to move to San Francisco in eleven weeks, one might think I might be a bit conflicted about the playoff game today between the Saints and the 49ers…

One might be wrong.

Yes, I love the City by the Bay, it’s one of the more interesting places I’ve ever been, both as a social worker and writer…but when it comes to the 49ers…nahhhh. One of my favorite memories from that team was the 2005 draft when Mike Nolan, the then 49ers coach stunned the whole damned city by choosing Alex Smith with the #1 pick that year. You see, Mike was a bit of an egomaniac, along with being a rather shitty coach and he apparently felt he might have a personality conflict with the quarterback the entire city wanted him to draft, the quarterback from the California Golden Bears.

And Mike Nolan certainly didn’t want a personality conflict on his team, so he took Alex Smith instead of Aaron Rodgers.

Yeah, it turned out well.

To this day…there are people in San Francisco who still complain about the idiocy of that pick, and rightfully so, but as a fan of the Saints, I had no problem with it whatsoever and still don’t. Thanks Mike…may your ghost still grimly stumble about Candlestick to be spit on by angry San Franciscans, well…at least until the 49ers move to Santa Clara in a couple of years and become one of those teams that identify with their city by name only, kind of like the West Coast version of the New Jersey York Jets…

The New Orleans Saints…staying true to their fans and true to their city, and the team who had a head coach smart enough to take the right quarterback…

Enjoy the game everybody…

Who Dat!

Not the 49ers quarterback either...

 Go Saints!

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Saints vs. Houston, and Kenny Rogers…

Make the bad man go away...

Today the Saints play Houston… wonderful, good…I hope Houston goes down in flames and New Orleans rides Drew Brees and my newest most favorite player, Mark Ingram to a good ol’ fashioned square dance stomping. Sure, Houston isn’t as bad as Atlanta (Matt Ryan makes my skin crawl) but hey, Houston has plenty of suckitude to offer, consider the following gift that infernal city gave to this country:

Kenny Rogers.

That’s right, Kenny Rogers, the gambler, know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away, know when to run…yeah, wanna know how I know the lyrics to that song? My mother. She listened to Kenny Rogers all the time when I was growing up which means I listened to Kenny Rogers all the time when I was growing up, and Kenny Rogers grew up in Houston.

Personally, I blame the city.

Even now, I can picture Kenny on Solid Gold either co-hosting or doing another damned duet with Marilyn McCoo, or maybe another sit through of those horrible Gambler movies, or the Muppet Show. Kenny Rogers even saw fit to invade the Muppet Show… Nobody should have to live with these kinds of images stuck forever in their head, and that was before all the liposuctions and other plastic surgeries that have left him looking like your typical wealthy celebrity freak show.

Houston did this.

Houston did this to me.

I have to live with it, yes, but the Saints sure can make it a little better, if only for one day…

Enjoy the game…

Go Saints!

Damn…damn…damn…but…

Close...

Okay, yes it was close…that fumble by Colston, the allowed 108 yard run back, the fourth and inches…damn. I have to add, however, 400 plus yards by Brees and even though Ingram didn’t make the last play, I like him, and Sproles too. I think it’s going to be a good year, if the defense can pull it together and the Saints beat Atlanta, thrice…twice in the regular, once in the playoffs and then beat Green Bay: the best revenge to take the NFC Championship.

Licking the wounds…

Have a nice day.

To my Friends in San Francisco…

This is what Drew Brees looks like right before he throws another touchdown pass...

So yeah, I lived in San Francisco for five years and I still have a few friends in that fine city who for some reason still follow the 49ers, and I am guessing that some of them even think that they have a chance against the Saints…uh, sorry…no, not a chance.

So to L.L., M.T., F.T., P.F., B.R., better luck next week…

And on another personal note…to Mr. CW Nevius of the San Francisco Chronicle: six years later and you are still making a name for yourself by being the self-proclaimed voice of “common sense” in San Francisco, speaking for corporations and developers by continuing to attack the homeless? Really? Don’t much care that you finally moved within the city limits…relocating across the Bay doesn’t diminish the entitled conceit held within your melodramatic prose.

Go kick a pit bull instead…the dog might bite a sense of new-found decency into your elitist, moneyed priorities.

Go Saints!

11:00 pm update:

Ok, so maybe a chance, but not quite enough. Nope, not quite enough at all. All the best to Reggie Bush…

Have a good night’s sleep.