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A friend of HHR passed this along today. We've never seen it before today and obviously split a nut laughing. We are childish like that.

Thanks for the tip TJ!

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Who Just Kissed You?

Drew should have snuck her and asked "Who just punched you?"

via Sharapova's Thigh:

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Drew Brees and Sean Payton Hit the Circuit

Days after the big game, Super Bowl champions are still all smiles as they make the talk show rounds. Payton is a lot shorter off of the sideline than I expected. Rumor has it he is going to start judging on American Idol.

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Fat Willard: If you talk to me during an important game, I will kill your family

I understand the world. You just never know when you'll stumble on the next "David on Drugs after Root Canal" or other exploitative venture that leads to instant fame. I get that the silliness of everyday life is a good enough reason to carry your flip cam and everyone thinks their gonna cash in on their passion of selling hand-knitted teapot covers.

This is where I draw the line.



These guys are "Saints Fans" and I'll say that based solely on their fresh new NFC champ t-shirts. This is my issue. If I'm a Saints fan, and this is the Super Bowl, don't you DARE ask me ridiculous funking questions regarding Valentine's Day while plugging your shit website.

Three years ago I watched the Giants and Patriots play a hell of a Super Bowl. My team came out the winner, and while making me incredibly happy, it took years off my life. I couldn't sleep for a week. I was that worked up. It was three plus hours of pure torture. I couldn't talk except for requests of food and mutters of "I'm going to piss, no one sit in my seat."

This is my point. Sports provides incredible highs and gut-kicking lows. The last thing all of us need is someone with a camera asking us to comment on their God-damn website during an important game. You want to record me after the game while I cry like a school girl after her first time, I can live with that. Just don't bother me with stupidity.

I'm saying this now to all the readers, if this scenario ever happens to you at a major moment in your life as a sports fan, you're allowed to grab the camera and shove it in that person's rectum. As far as possible. With no lubrication. None!

And if they follow you out into the street while celebrating they immediately owe you fellatio. I could care less if his wife is inside the house.

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Preserving History: Who Dat?

After each major sporting event, HHR takes a look at how it is portrayed in news print in some of the nation's leading dailies. Part out of curiosity, and part to preserve the dying medium.

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Cadillac Mescallade: Saints Leave Mark On Football World

For a long time making the playoffs was the dream, and then it was winning a playoff game, and then an NFC Championship, and then for nights like Sunday Night in Miami.

Years of losing and underachieving breed a cautious attitude. You see it in the Chicago Cubs, the Los Angeles Clippers, and a host of other franchises. But something is very different about the New Orleans Saints. For anyone that was just introduced to the black and gold in the last two weeks, this is a city and a franchise of eternal optimism. Perhaps it took such an unfortunate event like Katrina to reveal what many have always seem to know in the Bayou, the best day might only be a day away. It's what the people seem to believe and it's surely what these fans believe. The all-too-often 3-13 seasons and the 8-8 ledgers marking a good year have given way to what happened in South Florida in Super Bowl 44.

The New Orleans Saints played like a true underdog on the road to their first title in franchise history. They were forced to overcome a 10 point deficit, amazingly a record for the largest overcome deficit in Super Bowl history. They were gutsy, they relied on a young kicker to pile up the points, their small college receivers to make big-man-on-campus plays, the redemption of Jeremy Shockey, the reclamation of Jonathan Vilma, the revelation of Tracy Porter and even some trickery. An onside kick had never happened before the fourth quarter in Super Bowl, until Sunday night when the Saints executed it to perfection to open the second half. Those are the risks that needed to be taken. Credit coach Sean Payton for pressing the right buttons on this magical machine.

They had to look right into the eyes of Peyton Manning, one of the game's elite, a man that had carved up the AFC en route to a Super Bowl berth, and topple this Goliath. Saints quarterback and game MVP Drew Brees, who turned in a night near flawless, hoisted a Super Bowl trophy and called upon fate to help describe what happened to this New Orleans franchise. That sounds about right to me.

A lot of dominoes had to fall into place to make a title a reality for the New Orleans Saints. The stories have been told, but the Dolphins had to pass on Brees, Saints owner Tom Benson had to keep the Saints in Louisiana, and Peyton Manning had to commit just one mistake. Perhaps that last part seemed so unlikely. Manning was one last drive away from ascending to the right hand of Joe Montana among the great postseason quarterbacks, until of course Tom Brady returns to the conversation. Like any good action movie has shown us where good overcomes evil, or in this case just less good, there is always a fatal flaw in the enemy. For this battle it was the Manning interception, a true pick six for the defensive back Porter, and the final sealant on a win for the Saints. In the interim the less talked about quarterback Drew Brees firmly planted his name in the conversation of the games greats at the quarterback position.

But more than Brees rights or Manning's wrongs was the resolution of this battle, a win for fate, a title for America's Team, America's New Team. Who Dat, you ask rhetorically? The New Orleans Saints of course. The kids in New Orleans have the day off from school on Monday, the fleur de lis flew in the Vatican on Super Bowl Sunday, the onside kick worked, the paper bags will return to the grocery store, this was fate, belief, and hardwork all rolled into one. Lastly,the "S" becomes permanently affixed to the left side of "AINTS" and never shall the two separate because lest we ever forget the New Orleans Saints are Super Bowl Champions.

-Posted by Cadillac Mescallade

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Hulkster Believes in Saints, Brother.

I'm confident in the Saints too, but six points is all the Colts will score, Hulkster? I hope that Saints secondary has been saying their prayers, taking their vitamins, and believing in themselves.

HULK HOGAN, Wrestler
New Orleans, 35-6. New Orleans has an amazing new energy this year, both as a team and a city. They survived Hurricane Katrina, and if they could survive that, they can survive anything.

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Cadillac Mescalade: Super Bowl Stories Reaching Saturation Level

Unsure of which articles to read about the Super Bowl or perhaps tired of the hype?

Here is an easy Cliff's Notes on what you've missed, but you don't have to take my word for it.

I've got news for you! Archie Mannie served as quarterback for the New Orleans Saints for a decade during their heyday of losing! This man should be conflicted about who to root for in the big game coming up. You see, Archie's son, Peyton Manning is the starting quarterback for the Saints' opponent, the Indianapolis Colts.


Get this...Archie is going to side with his family and root for the Colts, in the words of another New Orleans legend that is a "numba one stunna." Not quite. With all due respect to Baby, and the rest of the Cash Money Millionaires, it's no surprise a father will side with his son and that this storyline is just one of the many that has been drummed up in the two week lead-up to the Super Bowl, which will finally kick off this Sunday in Miami.

The newspapers, websites, and blogs have given us interviews with the Manning's legendary housekeeper, Archie's next door neighbors, the other brother Cooper, Peyton's high school coach, college friends, and everyone short of his general practitioner to give us a better idea in how much the Manning's love New Orleans.

The other brother.

But this week they must support the Colts. Or better yet, what can these people tell us about what makes Peyton tick. We've learned that Reggie Bush has still a ways to go before he can catch the same spotlight created by backside of the girl by his side, to which I can see no downside. We've kept up with the Kardashians while finding the heartwarming story of Saints lineman Anthony Hargrove who has battled back from addiction to be a key component of the Saints Super Bowl game plan.

Pleas try to keep up.

It was let on that Saints Head Man Sean Payton, no relation to the other Peyton, ponied up some of his own salary to lure in defensive coordinator Gregg Williams. Williams, the man who has spearheaded the Saints resilient defense, one I fear will be put to the ultimate test against the Colts. However, it's the Saints offense everyone expects great things out of. If you hadn't heard, the San Diego Chargers left Drew Brees for dead and he has repaid the Saints faith ten-fold. In fact, we now know Brees is so well liked in New Orleans and not just by the secret society of well connected business man he meets with to better the community, but by the whole city who, win, lose, or draw in Miami will name their savior "Breesus" the Bacchus in 2010. This means he will reign as the 42nd King of the Krewe in the annual Carnival parade. A privilege somewhere between the Pro Bowl and eternal salvation.

A privilege somewhere between the Pro Bowl and eternal salvation.

Not to be outdone, it's evident Jim Caldwell has done just fine replacing Tony Dungy, a savior in his own right. The bond between the Colts is a strong one for a team that has a Super Bowl ring not too far removed from their rear view mirror. We know Manning is demanding, he may cuss out an offensive lineman, but rewards them with dream vacations in the off-season. Pierre Garcon took a sloppy high school work ethic, parlayed it into all-star career in Division 3 college football, and has hit the football lottery becoming part of the answer to who will replace Marvin Harrison. Keep in mind Garcon does all of this while keeping his homeland Haiti close to his heart and helping with what has been a tremendous outpouring of relief efforts across all sports.

Matt Stover has proved kickers are football's fountain of youth. This is a man that was a teammate of Phil Simms and remains a key to the Colts. But what you really need to know is that Dwight Freeney's ankle is getting better, or is it? Injury reports are often as accurate as my completed sudokus so take Freeney's self proclamations of improvement with a grain of salt. No worries. The Saints will prepare for this man and anyone else the Colts may send their way. They have Scott Fujita who isn't afraid to speak his mind, and Darren Sharper, remember nobody wanted him, not the Packers, nor the Vikings, turns out the while the city rebuilt itself, the Saints continue to rebuild careers. Cut to Jeremy Shockey smiling at the Super Bowl ring he has, but dreaming of the one he is going to get an actual chance to play for. A bigger smile might come from Manning, who know he's getting paid after this game, that's perhaps the only guarantee we have.

Oh yeah, and Madden NFL '10 has picked the Saints to win 35-31. I always did like that video game.

Kickoff is set for 6:25pm eastern, creeping ever closer to primetime. Commercials are up to 2.6 million per 30 seconds. While The Who will handle the halftime, who knew they first tried to retire in 1982? Speaking of which, Brett Favre...

NSFW, but damn amusing...

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NFL Owns "Dat"

In its quest to own more than just the healthiest years of its employees, the NFL is claiming it owns the Intellectual Property rights to the popular/annoying "Who Dat" phrase associated with the Superbowl bound Saints. This is the first time the words "intellectual" and "who dat" have been used in the same sentence.

According to Above the Law:

...Regardless of who started it, the fans themselves adopted it as their own. The fans gave it meaning, the fans gave it value, but now the NFL and the Monisteres are trying to glom onto that value — predictably, only when the team is good. I don’t remember hearing anything from the Monisteres or the NFL when the Saints were 3 - 13 and Mike Ditka traded away an entire draft for a pothead running back.

It’s just not cool. But, it might well be legal:

Loyola Law School intellectual property professor Ray Arieaux said the ownership of ‘Who Dat’ may be a gray area.

“Is there some unfair trade taking place because maybe the public does associate that with the Saints? The question is what does the public associate with ‘Who Dat,’” Arieaux asked.

Check out what the local TV has to say:



The NFL has gone so far as to prevent retailers from selling clothing that says "Who Dat." What's amazingly lucky for the NFL is that they decided this was a real issue only 2 weeks ago - coincidentally right before the Saints were to lay waste to an inferior Cardinals team and head to an NFC Championship/home game. Considering the NFC Championship garnered an incredible 57 million viewers (roughly 20% of the American population), all of whom were exposed to the allure of "Who Dat" and are now rooting for the beleaguered franchise/city, it's really an amazing case of miraculous timing for the NFL. A bit of serendipity if you will.

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Mush in Chief? President Pulling for the Saints (Video)

In the weeks leading up to the last three major high-profile statewide elections, President Obama made public pitches for Democrats Creigh Deeds in Virginia, Jon Corzine in New Jersey and Martha Coakley in Massachusetts - each went on to stunning defeats.

This week, the leader of the free world threw himself onto the Who Dat bandwagon.

Sorry, Saints fans.

"I think both teams are terrific. I guess I'm rooting a little bit for the Saints as the underdog. Partly just because, you know, when I think what's happened in New Orleans over the last several years and how much that team means to them, I'm pretty sympathetic."

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Who Dat: The Mix Tape

Just prior to the playoffs, nola.com posted an embedded list with downloadable Saints-inspired songs including such hits as Sick Like Sinatra's "About the Saints," BlackCa$h and Vankese's "Hi-5 Saints Song" and my personal favorite, Dee 1's "Drew Brees." The list, updated yesterday, now boasts over 75 tracks.

Enjoy, 'Nawlins.

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Cadillac Mescallade: A Dream Realized

A sports dream was realized on Sunday evening when the New Orleans Saints clinched a spot in their first ever Super Bowl with an overtime victory over the Minnesota Vikings. The resiliency of an area ravaged not long ago by Hurricane Katrina finally cemented in the sports world with a legitimate victory. A true trophy to go along with all the moral and inspirational victories that have been piled up in recent years, and it's wonderful. Of all my teams, including the Knicks and the Mets, it was the Saints that seemed forever doomed to achieve something in the postseason. This year started off tremendously with a 13-0 beginning, but then three straight losses prior to the playoffs had the "Who Dat" nation a bit nervous.

After dispatching of the Arizona Cardinals, the Saints were in a spot similar to 2006, only this time, they won that NFC Title game and the impossible has been realized. Often cited as the worst team of all time in the NFL the Saints have gotten out of the proverbial cellar. They are no longer part of the trivia question of teams that have never been to a Super Bowl or those that never hosted an NFC Championship Game.

Anyone that has rooted for a team through thick and thin can truly appreciate what it is when a team finally gets over a huge hurdle. I know this isn't a Super Bowl Championship but for those that have rooted for teams that were mired in years of losing, it's all the more enjoyable. Nothing against what franchises like the Cowboys and Yankees have done, but there is just something extra special about getting to the promised land when it's been anything but your birthright.

There have been wonderful highs and great memories of Saints football over the last 15 years that I think of fondly. From a Jim Everett jersey on Christmas morning to the excitement of Ricky Williams on draft day, Mario Bates and Michael Haynes to the toppling of the then champion Rams and the fumble recovery of Brian Milne, the mobility of Aaron Brooks, the consistency of Joe Horn, and powering runs of Deuce McAllister. Reggie Bush's somersault TD against the Bears and Brees record setting 2008, all leading up to this past Sunday. Finally this New Orleans franchise and this city that's forever been waiting to have a hometown sporting event to compliment their endless party atmosphere has their day in the sun.

I'm routinely asked to explain my fanhood of the New Orleans Saints. In the lean years it was answering "why?" and in seasons like this, it's been fighting off "frontrunner" talk. Where did the Saints come from, living in the Northeast? It was a chance when teams were being decided to root for the underdog and for the team nobody cared about. The Jets, Giants, Bills, and Eagles were all spoken for among my friends, and the Saints were the equivalent of buying low, with the hopes of one day selling high.

Well, years removed from receiving that #17 jersey (which I still have), today we are offered the chance to sell very high, I think I'll hang tight, besides there is still some work to be done. Geaux Saints!

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You're Lucky Merc Morris Hasn't Gotten Wind of it Yet

LA Governor Bobby Jindal may be one of the most prominent Indian-American politicians in the country, but recent radio comments indicate he's a far cry from one of the most prominent football fans in the country:

"I'm a lifelong Saints fan. I remember the bad times and the good times; when they were one and 15 as well as this year's incredible, incredible run. I'm predicting we'll go, not only undefeated, but all the way through the Super Bowl - something that's never been done before. I think the Saints are going to set a national record right here."

Audio via WWL.

Responded Harvey Greene, the Dolphins' senior vice president of media relations, in an email to POLITICO:

"With all due respect to Governor Jindal, our fans in Louisiana and elsewhere will be disappointed to learn that he forgot about the most accomplished team in NFL history – the 1972 'Perfect Season' Miami Dolphins. They are the only team in league annals to go undefeated and win a championship, posting a perfect 17-0 record, including a win in Super Bowl VII. We wish the Saints, and the Indianapolis Colts, who are also undefeated, the best of luck in their attempt to match our undefeated season, and we will be the first to congratulate either team if they accomplish that feat. But until then, we remain the only perfect team in NFL history, an achievement our players and coaches rightly are proud of."

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The Future Ex-Mrs. Reggie Bush Knows Class When She Sees It

Looking to change her image from trashy, big-assed sex tape and reality star, Reggie Bush love interest Kim Kardashian has turned to Angelina Jolie's stylist, telling Life & Style, "Angelina has sophistication and class."

A quick peek at Ambassador Jolie's Wikipedia page gives us a sense of just what a class act she is...

• On March 28, 1996, Jolie married British actor Jonny Lee Miller, her co-star in the film Hackers (1995). She attended her wedding in black leather pants and a white shirt, upon which she had written the groom's name in her blood.
• She then married American actor Billy Bob Thornton, whom she had met on the set of Pushing Tin (1999), on May 5, 2000. As a result of their frequent public declarations of passion and gestures of love—most famously wearing one another's blood in vials around their necks—their relationship became a favorite topic of the entertainment media.
• Jolie has said in interviews that she is bisexual and has long acknowledged that she had a sexual relationship with her Foxfire (1996) co-star Jenny Shimizu, "I would probably have married Jenny if I hadn't married my husband. I fell in love with her the first second I saw her." In 2003, asked if she was bisexual, Jolie responded, "Of course. If I fell in love with a woman tomorrow, would I feel that it's okay to want to kiss and touch her? If I fell in love with her? Absolutely! Yes!"
• In early 2005, Jolie was involved in a well-publicized Hollywood scandal when she was accused of being the reason for the divorce of actors Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston. The allegation was that she and Pitt had started an affair during filming of Mr. & Mrs. Smith (2005).

And then there's that whole "hooking-up-with-your-brother" thing...

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Training Camp Postcards, Part 5 of 8: NFC South

As you may or may not follow, SI.com has dispatched "10 writers to report on the 32 NFL training camps across the country" and is featuring their reports throughout August in their Training Camp Postcard segment.

Here at HHR, we prefer to look at actual postcards sent by players to their loved ones, as opposed to Peter King drivel.

Today, we take a look at what's going on in Flowery Branch, GA (Falcons), Spartanburg, SC (Panthers), Jackson, MS (Saints), Lake Buena Vista, FL (Bucs) from a player's perspective.

To See the Complete Parts 1-8, Click Here.

Ending a sports bromance

I own a New York Giants Jeremy Shockey jersey. I bought it after his rookie year. I knew at the time he wouldn't end his career in a Giants uniform. Some players you just know will wear out their welcome, especially when the New York media starts digging, poking and proding.

The trade yesterday didn't shock me and it's much too soon to make a decision on the deal. Was it robbery or did the Giants just deal him to get rid of his attitude (real or percieved) in the locker room and huddle. Not sure. What I do know is Eli Manning progressed into a solid NFL quarterback after Shockey went down to injury. If the Shockey deal was a trade for a franchise quarterback playing to his ability for the next 10 years and this past season's Super Bowl victory then I will be glad to accept that trade.

This still leaves me with a useless jersey and a void of missing one of my favorite players on my favorite team. I am not going to lie I enjoyed Shockey's antics. I love how much he pissed off opposing fans. He is a player you want on your team and hate him with anyone else. If I could hang out with him in a bar or go on a fishing trip I'd do it in a minute.

So what is a fan to do when his favorite team and favorite player part ways? How do you end a sports bromance?

Here are a couple suggestions to help a fan heal:

1.) Remember the bad times- Remind yourself why he is gone. With Shockey, pick one of the easy drops. All those games he dropped an easy 1st down conversion then looked at his hands and slapped them together, smiled and jogged back to the huddle. Google the player's name and reminisce about every crushing loss the player had something to do with. Error, not hitting in the clutch, missing an open net, a terrible foul or anything that led to a terrible loss or wasted season.

2.) Be an adult- Don't call the fans of his new team and talk crap about him. It just makes you look bad.

3.) Write down how you feel- Like, in a blog. They seem to be all the rage.

4.) Pretend he doesn't exist- Get rid of the jerseys, pictures, posters (posters? really? are you seven?) lifesized cutouts and junk them all. When friends bring up his name pretend you've never heard of him. Refer to him as 'that guy' or 'a different time in my life.'

5.) No revenge sex- Don't sleep with his best friend or sworn enemy. You are better than that.

6.) Wish him well- Be the bigger person. Follow his stats and career and when friends discuss give him a 'good for him' and 'I only wanted him to be successful.'

7.) Rebounds never work- Don't put to much hope on the new guy. Take your time and ease into a new sports relationship. Play the field.

8.) You will meet again- It's small world and your paths will cross. Probably when his new team knocks your favorite out of the playoffs or he costs you money.


In the end, time heals all wounds. It will get better, I promise.

Reggie Bush, This Is the Life You've Chosen

While Cardboard Box Reggie Bush has been busy canoodling with girlfriend Kim Kardashian half naked on the beach, Tyra Banks was grilling Ray J on his video collaboration with Kim and not-so-subtly referencing his "large personality." You stay classy, Tyra. You are a real role model for young women everywhere.

But that's neither here nor there. This is a sports blog.

This is your life, Reggie Bush. Enjoy the show.



H/T: Bitten&Bound

Reggie Bush Meets Dr. Death

(Photo: slam.canoe.ca)

If there is one thing more intimidating in professional sports than Eddie Hochuli, it's hearing your name mentioned in the same sentence as orthopedic surgeon "Dr. Death" James Andrews. Reggie Bush is the latest to fall victim to the Andrews Curse.

Tailback Reggie Bush, who visited with Dr. James Andrews in Birmingham, Ala., on Monday for a second opinion on his damaged left knee, definitely will not play again in 2007, two league sources told ESPN.com.

Source: Don Vito Len Pasquerelli