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Liveblogging the Saints Today at Noon: ‘I’ve Got A Bad Feeling About This’ Edition

Posted on September 13, 2009 by Varg

Today starting at Noon there will be live-blogging of the Saints Season Opener coming straight from the Superdo…uh, Sylvania 42-inch! Almost the entire world thinks the Saints aren’t going to be challenged by The Detroit Lions (who have only won once in their last 24 tries and that includes a loss to us last season). Everybody is predicting the Saints to roll in this battle of music cities with depressed economies, and The Chicory is too. But, like Han Solo said, I’ve got a bad feeling about this… See ya at Noon.
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3:33 p.m. I love it but I am still weary about this defense. We don’t know exactly how bad or good the Detroit offense is so let’s give it some more time. But Jesus. The offense is explosive and so damn good. Go Saints.

3:32 p.m. Poor Reggie. Made a TD at the end and had it called back.

3:12 p.m. Okay, Drew Brees is going crazy. However, holla at ya boy Mike Bell for 115 yards rushing so far. He looks almost Deuce-like out there.

3:04 p.m. Announcers are wondering why Bush doesn’t go up the middle more.

2:55 p.m.Well, after the French 75 (said to have such a kick that it felt like being shelled with the powerful French 75mm howitzer artillery piece), I am compelled to lament the manic nature of this damn game. At least it is bi-polar in our favor.

2:50 p.m.
Offense is still masterful. Defense is improved.

2:40 p.m. Sorry. Halftime and Sunday Brunch slowed me down. Check it out though…

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and a French 75

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1:51 p.m. Halftime passing stats show just how many receiving options Brees has and how he is using them.

Shockey: 31 yds
Henderson: 39 yds
Bush: 39 yds
Moore: 38 yds
Meacham: 39 yds

Also, 4 TDs in the first half? Good gawd!

1:45 p.m. I wonder when Carney changed his name to “45 year-old John Carney”?

1:37 p.m. Saints get the ball back…wait Reggie fumbles again. He also throws a temper tantrum on the sideline. Throws his helmet down. Wait…Lions intercepted…shit, I can’t do this fast enough. Poor Reggie. Poor Lions rookie QB. Wait, 15-yard UC penalty gives us even better position. Ref has mushmouth, can’t get the penalty out. That was exciting.

1:32 Shockey scores again? What? Shockey is ecstatic on the sidelines. He has scored more this year than all of last year. Romy said he looks like someone you would see at Lucy’s. I say he has probably been seen at Lucy’s by her driving by after work and she is subliminally programmed to say that.

1:24: Amazing catch Lance Moore! I have always liked that kid.

1:16 p.m.: Shockey scores. Detroit #26 knocks the ball out of his hands after the celebration. Giant goofy jock Shockey doesn’t overreact. That’s a good Shockey.

1:02 p.m.: Reggie’s first fumble of the season! He also has 1 yd rushing with two carries and 26 yards receiving with a catch. Mike Bell is impressing and could be on his way to a hundred yard game.

12:57 p.m.: Okay, “serious” Drew Brees is picked off and the rejuvenated Lions have the ball deep in their territory. No we can see if this new defense is worth the price we paid. Yes, that’s a line from Return of the Jedi. But, now would be a time for them to step up. UPDATE: Yay! They did.

12:52 p.m.: Coach has his Waffle House menu out. The Lions are roaring back. It’s serious now.

12:38 p.m.: Trent Green: “Reggie just danced around a little too much” Welcome to our world.

12:32 p.m.: Since all my football friends are either at the game or haven’t woke up yet. I am stuck with Doris…
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and that aint so bad.

12:20 p.m.: Whoa! That second drive happened so fast I didn’t even have much of a chance to get excited. A three-yard drive to Mr. August for the score.

12:08: That was fast. The amazing reach of Marques Colston pulls one in in the end zone and 45 year-old John Carney with the extra point.

12:04: We start the season with Meacham? Meacham! with a good return. Pants calls him “Mr. August because he is always good in pre-season and then fades.


11:59 a.m.:
It’s Trent Green on color. He can be remembered for a respectable quarterback career and this ugly incident.

11:51 a.m.: Fox Sports’ Frank Caliendo has made a career doing an impersonation John Madden and now that John Madden has retired I get this creepy vibe that Fox is going to keep this thing going to fill some sort of void. It makes me feel icky. But hey, he is better at predicting games than the entire Fox Sports crew so that’s something.

3 thoughts on “Liveblogging the Saints Today at Noon: ‘I’ve Got A Bad Feeling About This’ Edition”

  1. Karen says:
    September 13, 2009 at 12:55 pm

    will Doris be doing any commentary…the quality of the snacks you are dropping on the floor for instance.

  2. jeffrey says:
    September 14, 2009 at 12:13 pm

    Reggie. What a bum.

    After Poochie’s first TD I decided I needed a break and went down to stand in the longest concession line ever. The good thing about that is that I didn’t have to watch Poochie’s 2nd TD.

  3. Superdeformed says:
    September 16, 2009 at 12:26 am

    The Trent Greene commentary drove me to connect my receiver to my rabbit ears and tune in WWL. Oh Jim Henderson, you are so jaded just like the rest of us Saints fans.

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