While the talk of the town here is the Saints, there are other sports being played. The New Orleans Hornets open their season tonight in San Antonio. The Hornets were fairly quiet in the ridiculously short offseason and I doubt they gained any ground on the top teams. They figure to be in the second tier of playoff teams again.
I just don't know what Major League Baseball is thinking by starting a World Series this late in October. A lot of their cities start getting get cold, rainy, and even snowy this time of year. Did you see that football game in New England (Foxboro, MA), a few weeks ago? Shortening their season would probably mean shortening their revenue stream. I get that but, still, their showcase event should be played in better conditions than these two very deserving teams and all baseball fans will get. That's too bad. And
Quote of the Day
But the Saints this season aren't that team, the one that knows how to prosper only when the wind is at its back and the opponent has been doubled over by a gut punch.
John DeShazier, Times-Picayune
Blog of the day here.
Quote from said blog: "But while the dopey Wrangler jeans spokesman's career won't come to its end in Green Bay, it didn't start there, either: He entered the league way back in 1991 as a second-round draft pick of the Falcons. Apparently their coach, Jerry Glanville, had been in the bathroom or something when it was time for them to pick, and he hated the guy so much that he declared the only way Favre would see the field was if now-forgotten starter Chris Miller died in a plane crash."
