ahahaha...I can't get enough of this picture
Here we are again, in Seattle. Just far enough away from Wine Country to not be drunk and just far enough away from British Columbia to not be....in Canada...(side eye glance)
So now that Seattle's one trick pony of sound assault has been all over Sports Center, you'd better believe teams are studying on how to get around it. And the Saints have had their best scientists in the lab (aka Sean Payton and Gandalf [Rex Ryan] in the Dome) working on a remedy. My friend Lindz who's amazing tolerance for bafoonery and alcohol alike still earns my respect and admiration to this day shared with me this link between a likely true situation that happened during the Saints training last week: Saints Training Conversation overheard
Side note: I think its borderline cheating that the Seahawks have a deaf player. Their whole schtick is loudness, so what do they do? They get the equivalent of a super player, a guy who's talented and immune to the detriment of the environment. I was just watching Bourne Legacy last night and I swear to g-d this is the same damn thing. That's basically the equivalent of the Saints getting a professionally physically fit functional alcoholic as a pass rusher. Or the Patriots obtaining a real life Frost Giant a la the Thor/Avengers movies.
And another point, if the freaking Cardinals can do it - so can we. You better believe Sean Payton will not stand for such a kick in the pants again, not from someone wearing day-glow green. The Seahawks have been a good team this year, that's why they got the #1 seed. But the Saints are in the business of kicking ass and taking names to precedents this season, so here we are, another game day.
The dictator woke up half way through this posting, and he's been adorably coo-ing in his swing chair watching Dogs 101. I can't wait until he speaks English and we can talk sports-smack together.
When comparing the statistics between the QBs, leading rushers and receiving, Saints have them beat on QB (obvs) and receiving yards. Rushing goes to Seattle's Marshawn Lynch and that's no surprise there, but whatever, I'm sure Gandalf has been figuring out his kryptonite ever since their last meeting.
I've heard that in order to commemorate this meeting between the Saints and the Seahawks, the Rum Distillery in New Orleans is coming out with a special edition of Seattle Rum. It takes like bird shit, disappointment, and tears. Because even if we don't leave the city victorious, at least we get to leave Seattle.
Drew Brees (praise Breesus) is going to do to Russ what he did to Nick last week. Both good guys and good QB's but Drew is better. He may throw to the other team once or twice, but he's still better. That's gotta be mind boggling to the opposition. Its like, here I'm going to throw to your team and we're still going to win. We just don't want to win by that much and hear that shit about running up the score again because that was really annoying.
It looks like PT is going to be out again today and while we will miss him, Mark-y Mark and his funky bunch of running backs (Sproles, Cadet & Robinson) will be taking the ground game while Colston, Toon, Meachem, and Moore take it to the air.
And then there's g-d Damn Jimmy Graham. That tall SOB can be whatever Brees needs him to be. I bet he's probably the best wing man ever...
The dictator is becoming weary of my divided attention so I must go - and again, if this is the last time I say it this season - Geaux Saints and BLESS YOU BOYS!!

