Saints just lost in OT, 27-24. To fucking Kansas City. Kansas City that starts Matt Cassell at QB.

Here we go;

J Charles 33 rushes, 233 yards, 1 TD
M Cassell 26/44, 248 yards, 0TD
R Succcop 6 FG, 1 PAT

The Saints defence is an absolute joke, they cant stop anyone in any situation! 1&10 or 3rd&27, they’ll let you move the chains. Open field tackling is a basic part of defending at any level of football, and these professionals, these millionaires, these Saints just cannot do it.

Losing Jonathan Vilma is tough no doubt, he’s a veteran leader and defensive captain who reads the plays and makes the audibles, but he’s also the wrong side of 30 and constantly battling injuries. Losing Tracy Porter is tough, because he was decent in coverage and he was a ball-hawk, who generated turnovers.

Steve Spagnuolo’s new defensive scheme will take time to learn but at the moment it doesn’t even look like they’ve seen the playbook! The Packers will easily hang 40 on them next week.

The offence isn’t as bad, but its still not at 100%. Brees is constantly being pressured into imcompletions, sacks and turnovers, but he keeps throwing the TDs. The running game is promising, with 5 different backs, all with different but effective styles of running. Even when the backs get it going, the playcallers go to the pass, and the run game gets abandoned. If the Saints were to run the ball 25 times a game, they’d wear down the opposing defense, set up play action,
It’ll run more time off the clock, and most importantly, it’ll keep the Saints D off the field for as log as possible. By running the ball more often, it takes pressure off of Drew Brees, who doesn’t need to throw it 45 times a game, and this will in turn limit his turnovers, and it will limit the number of 3rd and longs.

The Special Teams unit has also disappointed. From allowing Ryan Succop to make 6 FGs, to constantly leaving the offense with a long field, it just is not working.

Finally, and this is out with the Saints control, they have not been helped at all by the replacement officials. Through 3 games, they have wiped out perfectly good TDs, made inexplicable Pass Interference calls to improve opposing field position, and they have taken forever on reviews, destroying momentum completely.

Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but….

Every word is handwritten, but most of the have been stolen to begin with. Maybe one day it’ll happen but until then I can just sit and wonder how come brocolli and chicken go hand in hand so well? On its own, broccoli is a total write off, but teamed up with chicken and some kind of sauce, you have the new ‘03 Bonnie & Clyde, Hov and B…

Jenny McCarthy is the model that features on my calendar this month, and I don’t know if I’ll change it again this year. She’s getting on in years, but you know you would, every single one of you would. She is almost a MILF, if MILF were ever an acceptable word, but it isn’t, so she isn’t, so we won’t. Maladroit is an acceptable word, a word of the day even. I think it pretty much hits the nail on the head to be honest…

Harold, Kumar, Ash Ketchum and I suppose Adrian Mutu are sitting in a tree, passing doobies, 1-2-3, with a puff puff pass and a toke from me to you, do you have the munchies too?

It’s that time again. Another major tournament, another Quarter-Final exit. It’s tough to describe this one though, since England only started 9 players and were reduced to 6 by the second half. Usually, that would excuse a defeat against a top side like Italy, but they themselves only fielded Andrea Pirlo…

They didn’t play too bad in the first half, but i didn’t see them come out for the second. James Milner and Ashley Young did well in the Italian mid field, working hard to break up England’s play and setting up the Italian counter attack.

When penalties rolled round, I expected Rooney, Carroll, Gerrard, Henderson and Walcott to take penalties, but half of them are shitebags so up step the Ashley sisters to ruin everyones day, and the rest is history…

Fuck every single one of you, you can take your bank cards, and your shopping and ram it…

Blogging is terrible, its like having endless one-sided conversations with a computer that get you nowhere, but it makes you feel like you are contributing to the internet, with the thinnest chance of becoming a overnight sensation, because if Rebecca Black and Perez Hilton can do it, why cant everyone?

Tonight after work, I gathered up some shopping and headed for the self-scan checkouts. As I was waiting on my colleagues assistance, various people around me turned and asked for help with alcohol approval etc, when Captain Cuntsack himself stepped to me and said his notes wouldn’t work in the machine.

“This machine doesn’t accept £50 notes…”
‘How am I supposed to know that? It should say on the machine or something!’
“I know but—”
‘I know but what?’

I know but—

1) Shut the fuck up and let me finish my sentence?
2) You shouldn’t have access to £50 notes unless you are either in the mafia or a gameshow host
3) This machine is prejudiced against people with holes in all of their clothes
4) If you want to simmer down I will find someone to assist you?
5) Is that the same 50 I tucked into your mum’s G-String last night?
6) At least it’s not raining?
7) It’ll accept your money when you tell it that it’s pretty
8) FUCK YOU
9) Did you knock that note up yourself on Microsoft Paint?
10) (walks away)

I like to think that Miami, Summertime, and Men In Black, by Will Smith, are among the finest songs of all time.

Day 2: After exhaustive research, it was decided that the best hope of introducing the second fish was through intimidation. A cat was hired for the job but refused to work after it was revealed he would not be permitted to eat the fish. The fish remain unacquainted.