Fess up!

Who else besides me had began mentally preparing themselves for a loss. I was already giving myself pep talks and preparing statements for the grief I knew I was gonna get from the less fortunate (non Saints fans). I was thinking two games behind Sh**lanta, but we'd still get the wildcard. When I saw Roy Williams running down the field, I thought, that's it.

Then. . . . . .

Malcolm FREAKING Jenkins!!! I could just see that strip coming as he ran down Roy Williams. He had the perfect angle. But them I didn't see the ball come out, and figured no, and looked down to read SR. Then I heard, "Saints say they have the ball." The rest is history.

How could I have been so quick to give up on the win? I was even at the Redskins game last year. Brees drives the team down the field like he's facing a high school defense. Winner! Dang!

We are never out of it with these guys. They know how to win. God, I love this team. So proud to be be a Saints fan.

I did because I live in Dallas and I know I was going to he martyred here for slamming the boys all season.