I don#39;t know about you, but I had a hard time enjoying this game. I expected Atlanta to score first; but I also expected New Orleans to come roaring back, grab the game by the throat, and drag it away kicking and screaming. Then Drew fumbled, Atlanta recaptured the lead, and it became obvious the Falcons were determined to do the exact same thing. When the Saints went up by two scores at halftime, it seemed the universe had worked out its cramp, come to its senses, returned to its se...