A Falcon fan reacts to news of Drew Brees’s signing.
Holy fuck. Thank you, [insert diety of your choice here].
Yesterday was a beautiful day, wasn’t it? I don’t have to tell you that. It was magical, exhiliarating, normal.
I know, normal is a troublesome word for a day in which a franchise that’s never really had a great quarterback signs a quarterback to the richest deal in the history of tackle football, but I think it makes sense.
Don’t be this lady. Get ready for the end.
Holy Shit. Five days. Tick, tick, tick. Who ever thought it would come to this? No, you didn’t. Stop it.
Just a few days ago, I’d say you were crazy if you told me that Brees hadn’t responded to an offer made weeks ago. But that’s what Florio’s reporting, and regardless how you feel about him, he’s been pretty spot-on so far this offseason. If that’s true, it’s a big deal. You can’t negotiate further if you don’t first turn down the offer on the table.
Let’s get this out of the way before I start getting shitty: I think Brees will sign a long-term tender by this weekend. My reasoning is simple: he’d be a damn fool not to. Yeah, I’m moving on to the shitty pretty quick today. I’m a little pissed off, honestly.
The celebration is near.
@angrywhodatIs there a Cliff’s Notes version of what happened? I’ve been trying to forget about this offseason until I see doves released.
— Lester Choate (@GoeDaddyGoe) July 3, 2012
Well, of course there is. It’s right here.
The Angry Who Dat records his first podcast
Another first for the Angry Who Dat: this morning I joined the Sports Cajun from SportsJoes.com for a chat.
We talked bountygate, of course, the Brees contract situation, how the fuck Mike Florio became the voice of Saints fans, and what to expect from the 2012 season (hint: not 6-man blitzes with 40 seconds left in a playoff game).
Hit the link below to listen, and don’t forget to follow @SportsCajun on twitter.
We all know this: criticizing the media is among Saints fans’ favorite pastimes, especially in an offseason like this one. As the big Drew Brees contract (non-)story broke late last Wednesday and into Thursday morning, I had a good time keeping track of who was siding with who among the Legitimate Media [tm-Wang], and I called it “Keeping Score”. Now, I was just joking – but it got me thinking.
We debate endlessly on forums and comment threads as to who in the media is trustworthy to break Saints stories or predict games, and some are even willing to write legendary, comprehensive dissections of the biggest story of the year. But perhaps we should be keeping score. Let’s settle the debate, once and for all (Yeah, right).
Follow the link for the scoring system breakdown, and my highly subjective and unscientific analysis of the players in last week’s Drew Brees Buildup to Nothing.
Mike Silver be blockin' da "twitta ganstas"
What a shitty week.
I mean, it’s been a crazy offseason already, and the last thing we should (or even have the right to) do is ask for more excitement. As Who Dat Social club points out, perhaps we didn’t know how good we had it during the other 29 offseasons of boredom and waiting and discussing draft picks that didn’t have a chance at making it in the big time. Yes, Angry Reader, I know exactly when the Saints were founded, but I’m not as old as you, and that wasn’t a typo. A lack of excitement isn’t what we got this week, however – it was a week of epic buildups, heightened twitter activity, and avatar disabling, all for nothing.
I continue my series of posts on the Drew Brees contract negotiations on Canal Street Chronicles with a look directly at the CBA. Stop listening to the Legitimates, and see what it says for yourself. Stay tuned for my next not-on-CSC post, coming very soon – there will be discussion of traitors, and booing, and criminal activity, and links to 20-year-old articles. Can’t-miss stuff right there.
As is par for the course this offseason, whether we’re discussing the bounty situation (enough with the –gate thing, people) or the Drew Brees contract negotiations, I believe the Saints fan community is taking too much at face value. A few snippets have come out of the Brees/Condon/NFLPA camp via the national media, and no matter if they’re presented as fact or conjecture, they’re not backed up by the actual documents. So, in the interest of self-education, let’s take a look at what the CBA actually says about the franchise tag. Stop trusting the national media, or even your friends in the Saints blogging community, even if they are sometimes right on the mark. You may learn nothing new from this post. However, instead of taking your information from Jason Cole or Pro Football Talk, why not take it straight from the source?
Here’s the CBA. Please, feel free to follow along after the jump.
Just yesterday on Canal Street Chronicles I theorized that there’s a whopper of a bargaining chip out there somewhere, probably on the side of the Brees/Condon camp, that’s holding up negotiations. Call it, as some have, a “poison pill.” I said that I didn’t think your typical numbers game was the issue here, for several reasons.
I also admitted that perhaps I was being a little too tin-foily and reading too far into the situation. But, just maybe, I wasn’t too far off.
Note to Angry Readers: From time to time (maybe once a week) the Angry Who Dat will be coming to you on Canal Street Chronicles. I’ll let you know when you’re jumping off-site, as you see below. TheAngryWhoDat.com isn’t going anywhere, though, so stick around. If you see “Read on >>” for the jump, you’re staying here. Now, to the Drew Brees thing…
Here’s how I like to imagine the last contract negotiation going:
Condon: “$25 million a year. And a part-time sharecropper. Drew wants tomatoes, brah.”
Loomis: “Dude, what? $22 million a year, and we’ll frontload the contract.”
Condon: “Now we’re talking. Let’s discuss admission into the astronaut training program.”
Now I know what you’re saying. What the hell is this guy talking about? It’s foreshadowing. Stay with me.
See, I’m about to bring the tin foil to this contract situation – and I’m bringing it hard. Something weird’s going on here. Something unprecedented. Please, let me explain.
