“One person asked me, ‘Were you nervous?’” Wilmoth says. “I would’ve been nervous and sick to my stomach if I was doing brain surgery. But I mean, heck, it was a football game. No one died. The poor kids in Afghanistan and places like that, they’ve got serious jobs.
There’s a fantastic article on ESPN.com about the replacement refs from their perspective. You can find it here.
That is all.
Drew Brees and the New Orleans Saints have reached an agreement on a five-year, $100 million contract that includes a first-year take in 2012 of $40 million, according to league, players union, and team sources. For all practical purposes, the guaranteed money is considered by all parties involved to be an NFL-record $60 million, though there are contractual, but unlikely, outs for the Saints before he would receive all of that sum.
…Under the assumption Brees is the team’s quarterback for the next three years, he would make $61 million during that stretch, with $60 million fully guaranteed, the highest guaranteed total an NFL player has ever earned.
Praise Breesus!
I kind of want New Orleans to be all:
“You know what… fuck it. We’re not picking anyone with our 26th pick in the 3rd round (89th overall). Instead we are going to take the money we would pay an up-and-comer and give it to Drew Brees.”
I understand the suspensions. I understand the fines. I understand that the team I root for is in an extremely bad way on many fronts and are facing an uphill battle to regain good face…
That being said: shouldn’t this filmmaker have gone public with the Williams’ tape earlier? It seems kind of fishy to wait until the day of the appeals to provide somewhat damning evidence… This strikes me as more of a ‘I want $’ than a ‘I want to preserve the integrity of the game’ type maneuver.
Unless, of course, the tapes had already been submitted to NFL HQ. But if that was the case then it stands to reason that this truly is a ‘doing it for the $’ action…
Not cool, dude. Not cool.
This almost makes up for the most depressing Saints loss of the past 8 hours… almost…
(Source: phazerblast)
…and people try and say that zombies don’t really exist
Al Davis, owner of the Oakland Raiders, passed away at the age of 82.
I hope to god that someone out there will be watching his grave with due diligence… I’m pretty certain that he will be the first to rise heralding the zombie apocalypse.
A sudden realization has completely saddened me:
I am older than every quarterback (including backups) on BOTH Super Bowl teams this year.
…and people try and say that zombies don’t really exist
This is how the majority of folk in my neck of the woods feel. I’m a diehard Saints fan (don’t get me started on last week’s game) but when it comes to the AFC it’s hard not to be a Pats fan here in Massachusetts. I, like most NFL fans and analysts, felt CERTAIN that we would be seeing them in the big game.
…boy were we all wrong.
As I stated before: The Packers best be the last ones standing this year. I can appreciate them… The other remaining teams?
Fuck ‘em
Ladies and Gentlemen! I give you my pick for Superbowl MVP!
If The Jets win this game… I want Green Bay to win the Super Bowl
(Green Bay will beat Chicago. Jets or Steelers? Fuck them both…)
If New England wins today then I expect the Patriots to win it all
…the fucking Seahawks?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
OH SWEET VICTORY. TASTE MY HAPPY, ATLANTA. YOUR SAD IS SO DELICIOUS. Also, my neighbors saved their Christmas fireworks for tonight, so there’s that plus a midnight bbq. WHAT MORE COULD I EVER WANT.
I was at a concert all night and missed watching this beautiful victory!
That being said… Here’s hoping Carolina can find what little shred of dignity they have left enough to BEAT DOWN DEM DIRTY BIRDS NEXT WEEK!
…a boy can hope, right?
Oh the tears of unfathomable sadness! Thanks for that heart attack, Saints. For once it had nothing to do with the Thanksgiving food. Lord Almighty. THAT GAME. MY NOW SHORTER LIFE EXPECTANCY. But it wouldn’t be our team if it wasn’t one giant yet ultimately satisfying clusterfuck. Who Dat.
This.
WHO DAT!
With all of that said, I, we, have a request: If you’re not a fan of the Minnesota Vikings, please pull hard for our Saints to beat the Vikings. I mean, REALLY hard. I know, I know, you probably think it’s “irrational” to believe that whether or not you, sitting on your sofa in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania or in a bar in Birmingham, Alabama, pull for the Saints will have any effect on the outcome of a game played in New Orleans, Louisiana, but we don’t believe that. We believe in the power of supernatural forces to create cosmic shifts in the universe (Hello, VOODOO!), especially when it comes to our football team. You have no idea how many items of clothing have been burned because they were worn on a day that the Saints lost a game, thus they were obviously cursed and needed to be destroyed. Duh.
So I, as a self-appointed representative of the Who Dat nation, would like to extend all of you a free ticket to ride on the Saints bandwagon from here until the final second ticks off the clock at the Super Bowl in Miami. After all the years we’ve suffered through miserable seasons, after a storm of biblical proportions just four years ago nearly washed away New Orleans and the stadium tomorrow’s game will be played in, we need this. Hell, I’ll even go so far as to say that we deserve it.
Won’t you please help us? Say it with me now…”WHO DAT!”
A small but sincere plea from little ole me. (via cajunboy)
Friends Don’t Let Friends Cheer Favre.
(via onefootinthegrave)
