Saints Fans Earn 48 Hours of Unbridled Rage

They say when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. I say screw the lemonade, hand me a bottle of vodka and leave me to my own devices. After witnessing whatever the hell that was LSU did last Monday night, I imagined I’d suffer all the hurt I could stand at the hands of the football world. Then, the Saints came marching in to finish the job of trampling all over this little chick’s heart. The “classy” thing to do would be to say that the 49ers are a better team. But we all know that a) I’m not that classy and… b) That’s total b.s. What I will cop to is that the 49ers played a better game than the Saints. If you want something more gracious than that, I suggest you stop reading. It ain’t happening here! Here’s the sad reality of the playoffs, though. You’re only as good as your last game. In the Saints’ last game, they were at times shockingly sloppy on offense and shockingly good on defense. And then, just...