Hello, sports fans. Welcome to Day 1 of the Joe Vitt era.
You’ll be happy to know that Thomas Morstead, at least, isn’t worried. “Having Drew (Brees) as our quarterback is like having another head coach on the team.” It’s good to know at least part of the team is signing on to the “We Got This” attitude. The media, of course, begs to differ. The Saints’ 2012 season is going to be a train wreck.
John Clayton at ESPN believes our schedule will do us in. Oh, not because it’s difficult, but because it’s more difficult than last year’s (statistically, based of course on last year’s results). There’s a .65 winning percentage differential between last year’s schedule and this years’s; and, as John kindly points out, “My studies of schedules over the years indicate that any change of .20 is worth a win or a loss.” I wonder of John’s studies also indicate a range of results. For instance, might it be that some teams—the good ones—actually improve during a season with a tougher schedule? Might it also be that some tough schedules turn out to be creampuffs because last year’s good teams fall on hard times? Might it be that, well, that’s why they play the games?
Clayton also points out that in 2009 the Saints went 13-3 playing the easiest schedule in football. Of course, the win-loss differential of their foes was somewhat influenced by the fact that all of them had to play the Saints. And, of course, the translucent façade that was the 2009 Saints also managed to, erm, win the Super Bowl. Lucky bastards.
I must also mention, in passing, one of the most egregious instances of pot-calling I’ve ever seen. Gregg Doyel of CBS Sports (who must be seething over the fact that Gregg Williams uses up all the G’s) obviously has it in for Sean Payton, or else he’s having an affair with Mike Freeman.
Sean Payton, smartest guy in every room he has ever walked into, thought he could do what he did and not get busted. Can you believe that? He thought he could get away with it.
I’m not talking about the bounty system his team used to target and then savage opposing players. I’m talking about the stuff that came afterward. The interim coach who was picked to replace Payton. I’m talking about that.
Once an arrogant SOB, always an arrogant SOB. That’s Sean Payton, and then some. Arrogant, smarter-than-thou, the whole thing. He’s a piece of work, this guy, because what he has done — what he thought he could do, and get away with it — is sacrifice New Orleans’ 2012 season to serve the greater good.
The greater good being the star power of Sean Payton.
Excuse me, but isn’t Doyel’s entire schtick pretending to be the smartest guy in every room? Explaining what it all means to the rest of us? Typing away from his lofty, paid perch, knowing the objects of his scorn can never hit back at him so long as he never pretends to be dealing in facts? What Doyel is, actually, is a bully, using words rather than wedgies. He is a contemptible human being.
Writers like Clayton and Doyel could never succeed at any level in real sports—and let’s face it, they cover sports because they couldn’t hack it in news. The only sports reporters who have my respect are ones like Jay Glazer and (sometimes) Adam Schefter, who dig for info and very often get it right.