Nice Moves Bruh: Billy White Shoes Johnson & The Art of Touchdown Dances

"And Billy Johnson goes all the way for a touchdown! And there he goes again, putting on those moves. He always does that when he scores. Putting on those moves. It's really fascinating to see! These probably feature more on his highlights than the touchdowns alone!"

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Player gets a ball. He runs all the way for a touchdown! And there he goes dancing away! ("Cel-a-brate good times, come on!) Gotta love those touchdown celebrations!

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It all started in 1965. His name was Homer. No folks, it's not the time to make fun of a fat, bald guy who says d'oh. But he is crazy and weird like the cartoon dad. Homer Jones started the touchdown celebrations after he scored with his little spikes to the ground. People were like, "HUH?!"

Most probably, yeah. But ever since that New York Giant did that, he pretty much changed NFL history. He gave the fans more love for the game after a touchdown was scored. It was a show for some people. It made them laugh, or at least get a good chuckle out of it. If not, come on, crack a smile, would ya?

Now do you ever see a player do those spikes? Not anymore really because of the rules, but we all remember seeing it all the time! It even happened if they didn't even score! It was just that good.

1980 then came with the Washington Redskins doing their little "High-Five bunch." After a touchdown is scored, all the guys huddle up together, jump in the air and slap each other a couple of fives.

And then came my favorite. This really brought the movement of the touchdown celebrations. Billy "White Shoes" Johnson. This guy really showed how to get it done. Yes yes, I know, just one move, but still. He just did this little jiggle-wiggle move with his legs.

Check it out:

Nice, right? Am I right? Johnson ended his career nicely, too, with 337 catches for over 3,000 yards and 25 touchdowns. He also had a combined number of about 6,000 return yards. The touchdown dances after all those scores made it seem so better. All 33 of them (yeah, he had eight returns for TD's).

White Shoes Johnson had it all. The talent, the speed, the hands, and the moves. Nice bros, my brother. My bruh.

And then came one of the other fan favorites: The Ickey Shuffle. It was so bad that it was good, like an analyst for NFL Network once said. Bengals running backs Ickey Woods did a little move to the right, a little to the left. His 18 touchdowns in his rookie year (including playoffs) made him have a lot of time to do this and he was excellent. Yet, another guy who you'd rather watch his celebrations than the touchdown alone.

Some touchdown celebrations, like you just read, were just funny, fun, or just for no good reason. Some guys did it for a reason. Like Ravens kick/punt returner Jermaine Lewis who made a return for a touchdown in the 41-7 Super Bowl win over the New York Giants. He put his hands in the air in the honor of his son who died.

Then there is Ken Norton, who did a combination of punches on the pad on the goalpost for his father and his boxing career. Or a bunch of other NFL players honor people whenever they score. That finger in the air. It showed respect, and love. Love for the game, love for the person.

And we all know this Packers fans: The Lambeau Leap! Thanks to LeRoy Butler for starting this. Now every Packers player does it. And speaking of the Packers, how about Desmond Howard? In college, after returning a kickoff for a touchdown, Howard made the pose of Heisman Trophy. And that's funny, because he later won it.

And who can't forget The Dirty Bird dance? A lot of people say Jamaal Anderson started it. You are wrong. It's tight end O.J. Santiago who started it. I swear, when he did that, he got the moves. He had the moves. Nice move, bruh.

And sometimes, touchdown celebrations are downright crazy and stupid. Like Randy Moss on the Vikings. He made a touchdown and then pretended to take of his pants and shake his bare butt at the fans. Mooning. He was later fined $10K. Not so nice, bruh.

One of my other favorites is Joe Horn's touchdown. A future Hall-of-Famer and along with that, a Hall-of-Fame touchdown celebration. He knew he was going to score in that game. When he scored, he took out a cellphone from the padding and pretended to call his children. It was classic. The best, bruh! He was later fined $30K. Not cool, NFL.

And there is Terrell Owens, with his memorable touchdown celebrations. A few was when he took a Sharpie under his shoe and he signed a football after a touchdown. He also played with pom-poms. Along with that, when he was on the Niners, he scored and did his pose on the Star. He also did it a second time, being knocked out by a Cowboys' safety.

Sometimes there is mocking on touchdowns. Like take a look at Joey Galloway. Showing off his big ol' guns there on his arms. Nice biceps! And then here is the best touchdown celebrator: Chad Ochocinco. Known for many.

Sometimes it comes to playing golf with the pylon, or wearing the Hall-of-Fame jacket on. My favorite has got to be the Riverdance. Nobody will forget that. That's the best. And then there is Ochocinco jumping into the Dawg Pound, getting beer thrown on him along with a guy putting up the finger at him. Not a nice gesture, bruh. And then, against the Colts, he faked a propose to a cheerleader, who went along with No. 85. And then there is another one where Ochocinco takes out a sign and it says "Please NFL, don't fine me again!" He was later fined.

Then there is Reggie Bush in the NFC Championship against the Bears a few years ago after an 85-yard-touchdown. He did a large flip along with The Roosevelt. Nice. And there is Brandon Jacobs, who's wife got pregnant. To give out the news, he scored a touchdown and put the ball under his jersey, pretending he was pregnant. Good deed, bruh.

Touchdown celebrations are fun to use. Just have to love it. Deion Sanders does some moves, too. He loves it! The touchdown dance has been used in so many ways. It's used everywhere when it comes to the NFL, CFL, Arena, College, High School, or hell, even PeeWee. You don't think they do it? They do!

Touchdown celebrations just made everything better and makes you feel better about a touchdown. So people, don't get made sometimes on the touchdown celebrations. You too, NFL executives who fine people for them. Lay out. Relax. There are fun. They show the moves.

When it goes from touchdown spiking to the jiggle-wiggle. Or to cellphones or Sharpies. Or to pregnancy and deaths. It'll always be special, unless if it's the Randy Moss case. But whenever they do it....

They got some nice moves, bruh.

Danica Patrick's Debut at Daytona Is Must-See TV: You Go, Girl

She wears an attractive smile while on the speedway, but when she enters the vehicle and starts her engine, Danica Patrick isn’t the feminine driver or the stylish woman who once appeared on the cover of Sports Illustrated.

After 17 years of racing, she’s more than a model posing for magazines. While she gained fame for her gender and looks more so than her driving but Patrick, who became the first female driver in IndyCar history to win a race, has proven her value as a driver.

In every race, she’s fearless and convinced that she could endure a rigid test against the greatest drivers in the sport. In retrospect, Patrick is being anointed as an inspirational story, a tale that isn’t fully written until she makes her stock car debut on Saturday afternoon in a 200-mile ARCA race at Daytona. Considering that it’s the race viewers are attracted to and draws the highest views annually, Patrick has a chance to validate her image and prove she's unyielding enough to drive on the prestigious tracks.

For starters, she is, without question, a wonderful magnet and marketing gimmick in a fragile and ailing sport, nixed of all the boredom and weariness the sport presents. Most in America aren’t impressed watching cars travel at an accelerating speed in circular motion. For the supporters, most strongly believed Dale Earnhardt Jr. was the resurgence of NASCAR, a remedy for the rebirth of an ailing sport, but he has been a woeful disappointment.

Even Jimmie Johnson’s incredible dynasty with four consecutive championships doesn't mean that much within the sports world.

But maybe Patrick, viewed as a marketing stunt, but not a driver, can help NASCAR grasp the national consciousness.

While racing, she is relentless and capable of capping the biggest upset, but respectively, the masses are obsessed with her sex appeal and not her manly strength to drive a stock car at will.

So the latest hype isn’t overhyped, but instead must-see TV. That’s right, Patrick is this weekend’s main attraction evoking heavy spotlight, though she finished 12th on Friday.

She’s becoming comfortable behind the wheel of a stock car, after spending her entire career racing in open-wheel vehicles. Guess it’s suitable to say that she advances to bigger things, blossoming faster than a stock car. Racing in a stock-vehicle is a bit awkward, especially when Patrick is more familiar with the lighter, smaller Indy vehicle.

As it is, no one is really sure how well she’ll drive in her first race, the most anticipated ARCA race in the 57-year history of the series.

Out to surprise the world, Patrick enters Saturday’s NASCAR Nationwide race, hoping to outshine Johnson and Earnhardt, the premier drivers of the sport. She refuses to miss a golden opportunity, especially on the sport's biggest stage.


Patrick, 27, is resilient and ignores skeptics believing it’s a publicity stunt. However, she polished and turned a difficult task into a probable assignment.

No woman in auto racing has zoomed down the speedway quicker than Danica.

Last weekend was, no doubt, the most hyped racing event in recent memory, the type of advertising the sport needs if concerned about ratings and attendance at the events.

She gazes at the golden ticket, a life-long dream she has waited for quite some time. Poised to compete with the first-class drivers, Patrick has benefited since she joined JR Motorsports and Hendrick Motorsports.

Last weekend, she was pampered with high-grade equipment and had veteran leadership in Tony Eury Jr.

In a short time, she has quickly captivated populace.


Keen for an abundance of elation, in the midst of America’s beloved race, she’s listed in the same category as other drivers and ripe in promoting pure talent.

If you aren’t perceptive of Patrick, the girl is a fiery and fierce competitor.

For instance, you may recall the time she was involved in a heated confrontation with female Indy driver Milka Duno, when Patrick confronted her over slow driving during a practice session.

She also had verbal, face-to-face disputes with Dan Wheldon and Ryan Briscoe following incidents.

It’s impressive how fast she obtained stardom, which came by participating in the Indianapolis 500 as a rookie driver, but encountered a few blemishes when she remained winless for almost three years.

She grasped our attention, while driving and delighting the Indy Racing League and Andretti Green Racing, but now reaches a pinnacle by advancing to new heights.

You go, girl.


And because of Patrick, NASCAR this weekend is must-see TV. Yes, I said auto racing is must-see TV, not only for her gorgeous smile or appealing features, but for her fierce competitiveness.

It’s enough to put fear on the faces of the veterans and blossoming drivers in the auto industry. It’s enough to startle the other racing teams she isn’t affiliated with.

Beyond all that, she’s ready to defy an ambitious scene where there are faster cars, veteran drivers and experienced drivers.

Above all, she’ll run all the laps and will finish all the laps, even if she has a bad outing. The bottom line is that she’ll drive on the same track as Tony Stewart, Johnson and Mark Martin, a 51-year old with a lot of driving left in his gas tank. Still, some are rooting on Go.Daddy.com, the car sponsor Patrick is driving in.

“To be the one driving that Go Daddy car at Daytona means a lot to me,” Patrick said.

I imagine it does.

It’s huge for her and NASCAR.

Unstoppable

The title says it all. As you can see to your right, it's not Kevin Durant that is unstoppable. It's Martell Webster. That's right, I said it. Why would I put such a picture? I don't know.

Now if you fell for such stupid of a joke, I feel much sadness for you. Indeed, it is Kevin Durant that is unstoppable. Of course it would be. How would it not?

Now in Henry Abbott's True Hoop post, he wrote something interesting. Who put up these numbers in the month of January:

There's an NBA player who had these per game stats in the month of January:

32 points
Eight rebounds
Three assists
52% field goal shooting
53% 3-point field goal shooting
90% free-throw percentage

It was Kevin Durant. Phenomenal. And for the season, it's currently 29.7 PPG, 7.4 RPG, and 2.9 APG. Durant also has a crazy 25.36 PER! The league average is 15.00. His true shootingo percentage is 60.6%. It's just unnormal. And to think this is his third year in the league!

Last season, Durant had a total of a little over 1,800 points. Right now, he already has 1,500 points. Time to put the "Wow" expression up. His effective field goal percentage is 52.1%. Great, just great. For all the games Durant has played (per 48 minutes), Durant has a record of 31-17 with the Thunder. 31 wins, 17 losses. Effective. Adding to that, his net points are +219! If you think Vince Carter is killing it right now, look at Durant!

Durant is now over the league average in the And1-percentage. And1% means how many times you have scored at the basket along with drawing a foul. The league average as of right now is 2.9%. Durant has 3.5%.

Along to And1, he also has a Draw fouling percentage of 16.4%. And thinking though with the other great contributors to the team like Jeff Green or Russell Westbrook, the Thunder can be alright without Durant sometimes. Totally wrong, my friends. Go to this link, scroll all the way done. Look at the On/Off Court chart. There's a dramatic difference. Kevin Durant is needed. He is so important to this team.

Currently, Kevin Durant is unstoppable. Although I do love LeBron James, Durantula needs the MVP award badly. I mean it right here. A deserving candidate my friends. He has changed the franchise of the Thunder/Sonics since he came here. And now here he is, in his third year, leading the team to the playoffs.

A bright future is ahead of him.

His Show Produce Great Entertainment, but Conserve It for Lakers, Kobe

When the greatest superstar on the planet suddenly suffers a minor injury, the world suddenly stops, panics, and provokes a controversy as NBA All-Star weekend looms ever so closer.

He is Kobe Bryant, the sensational shooting guard of the Los Angeles Lakers. Within an entertaining association, the NBA is accustomed to witnessing magical buzzer-beaters as time expires, wondrous lay-ins and versatility.

Without calling forth the Great Debate between him and LeBron James, a marketing crusade Vitamin Water unleashed a year ago, including the silly puppet ads created by Nike, Bryant is the one athlete admired globally for his prodigious performance all done in a purple and gold uniform.

Since he’s the epicenter under the bittersweet lights of Hollywood, Kobe is bigger than the Hollywood sign, even the tour sites such as the Walk of Fame and Grauman’s Chinese Theatre.

Where he’s beloved in a town, basketball is an entertainment source in which fans are engaged to the defending champs. In a town where diversity barrens unity, the Lakers is an enthralling franchise that spreads conformity to a major city deprived of a pro football team.

For years, the Lakers have been the most beloved franchise not only because of their amusement, created by the global superstar, but because of their agenda in celebrating on Figueroa Ave., raise championship banners and bring felicity to an entire community.

Among all voters, the latest fuss garnering ridiculous attention is Bryant’s sprained left ankle, an injury limiting him to push off on the bummed ankle and unable to exploit and execute. He, of course, has tallied more All-Star voting ballots than the average athlete. Without his presence, the game seems dull and uninteresting, missing evidently the ultimate trademark of the NBA.

Maybe the die-hard fans and executives are jittery of NBA All-Star TV ratings and attendance descending. If anything, they are used to Kobe withstanding severe and minor injuries, so they expect him to start in the festivities this weekend. It’s a ritual he has followed in prior seasons, opting to endure pain and refused watching from the sidelines.

“I can’t move to play,” he said. “Can’t go. If I’m ready to go, I’ll play.”

Normally, Kobe falls to the floor and grimaces in pain a few seconds, then rises gingerly and hobbles off the court to the locker room, while Lakers’ fans hold their collective breaths.

But moments later, he emerges from the tunnel and walks near the scores table to check in. Come now, Kobe isn’t as invincible or a gutsy athlete, unwilling to play in a game honored by fans. Rather than damaging his ankle even more so, Kobe is smart if he rests during NBA All-Star Weekend.

Most would argue that he’s the ambassador of the league, while others clearly admit LeBron is dazzling currently. But the issue is now if he’ll participate in this weekend’s NBA All-Star game in Dallas.

There is, believe it or not, a risk if he decides to play after sustaining a critical injury, a significant blow that could jeopardize the second-half of the regular-season as well as a postseason quest and title repeat. Shouldn’t he rest to conserve health, and once the postseason begins he’s fully robust? Shouldn’t he have an unselfish empathy about teammates, coaching staff and the L.A. faithful? Absolutely.

“If I’m not able to play, I won’t play. But (if) I’m healthy, I will,” Kobe said.

Playing in a game that doesn’t count and only is based on popularity, is the least worry. By prioritizing, Kobe sitting it out gives someone else an opportunity to dazzle, but also gives him a chance to recuperate in time for the second-half of the regular-season. Teams are starting to finally deepen the intensity, instilling a competitive nature, counting down to April when the playoffs begin.

But as of now, Kobe is uncertain of his status after missing two consecutive games nursing the bad ankle. Gary Vitti, trainer of the Lakers, is monitoring the dynamic floor general, who’s listed as questionable for tonight’s game against the Utah Jazz.

More importantly, Vitti urges Kobe to rest the ankle, a problematic injury that has bothered him since aggravating it last week against Charlotte when teammate Lamar Odom stepped on his foot.

He originally suffered the bad ankle sprain two weeks ago in Philadelphia, apparently a worst diagnosis than when learning he had a fracture index finger, a massive injury he has played through this season. People tend to forget that Kobe isn’t Goliath, exposed to a freak accident at any giving moment in which there isn’t much expected on Sunday.

“I don’t know what it’s going to look like on Sunday. I’m not a clairvoyant,” he said while laughing.

Even though the Lakers have a deep supporting cast and powerful depth to survive in two straight games, Kobe’s presence is needed come playoff time, when a magical last-second shot may save the entire series. But without Andrew Bynum and Kobe, the Lakers as a team boosted the intensity level and consistent.

Notice the Kobe Show was canceled, until he’s healthy again. Notice much of the population misses him this weekend, a lovable marketer and a consumer’s best friend. Notice his game is quite enticing, and the average basketball loyalist refuses to watch without him, while there are others envy of Mr. Amazing’s craftiness and finesse.

He brings excitement to the game, in which fans are raving and pleading that he’ll ignite a breathtaking show in Dallas.

You love him, you hate him. Yet, you’ll miss Kobe.

But it’s all for good health.

Kill the Golden Goose, Goodell: Save NFL or Encounter Ugly Lockout

For all the foolish nonsense of a potential lockout by 2011, Roger Goodell will make enemies if he doesn’t reach an agreement any time soon. Things are animous currently, in which football could suddenly face a hideous relapse.


By any means, why would Goodell allow owners to kill an entire season? Why would he cost the league millions after failing to pacify owners? The commish isn’t an idiot and he won’t screw things up, to make matters worse.

If so, the NFL becomes a travesty and a contemptible war among owners and players. But to stay above the fray, Roger Goodell is liable if a season is suddenly postponed with the failure of reaching an agreeable deal.

Amid a recession, industries have downsized a large amount of jobs and crippled and shut down completely, but the NFL is the most enticing and exciting industry, so Goodell doesn’t have to dismiss employees or force teams to reduce in luxury taxes.

Please understand, the National Football League isn’t that stupid. Owners realize there’s an enormous amount of profit that could be lost.

Imagine losing out on an entire season—venues are shut down, and fans are spending Sundays at church, or home relaxing, or working on chores before starting a long week of work.

Imagine owners losing out on millions, and Goodell being known as the commissioner who failed in a prominent role. Thus far, he has been successful in handling issues by instituting a player’s conduct policy.

And props to an intolerant Goodell, who played the role of a police officer on certain occasions when he inflicted harsh penalties on players for their foolish actions on and off the field. But he isn’t nearly as powerful when staring directly at the NFL Players Association, an empire that has seized control, and is currently overpowering Goodell.

What we are looking at is a powerful democracy, while Goodell is a puppet on strings. As of now, the league remains in limbo, and could be in worst shape by tomorrow.

On the positive side, the NFL is the most compelling and thriving league in American sports, but unfortunately the market dominating during a competitive age seems incapable of settling an ongoing issue that is gradually unraveling.

Although the game has hit a financial crisis, the NFL is still in good health. On Sunday, more than 106 million people had their eyes glued to the television watching the Super Bowl, which set a staggering record as the most-watched program in television history.

Owners are taking $1 billion off the top of total revenue, but the league is urging players to decline their share of remaining revenue from roughly 59 percent to 41 percent.

And while there’s a new television contract created, owners are expected to earn $5 billion if there’s a lockout in 2011, an insurance policy to keep a fair share in the pockets of wealthy NFL owners.

As baffling as it sounds, the NFLPA is speaking as if there will be a lockout, advising all players to save 25 percent of their salary.

Franchises are declining to reveal their average profit margin. Owners are infuriated about non-salary cap systems, especially when NFLPA Executive Director DeMaurice Smith proffered that it’s unlikely the league will formulate salary cap systems if there’s none established in 2010.


All the hoopla about the Collective Bargaining Agreement, rookie wages, uncapped seasons, and labor deals is making NFL devotees cringe. This is a league that has become America’s trademark, a league truly embraced for the dramatic contests and athletes in general.

As the highest enterprise in the country, the last thing to anticipate is a distasteful lockout. But now, it’s a business immune to problems other major leagues have faced in the past, skipping out either an entire season or half a season.

The NBA was highly viewed as a likable association until encountering a lockout in 1999, which almost lasting an entire season. Before degenerating completely, the NBA reestablished its credibility when an influx of superstars began contributing and lured in viewers.

An entire season was delayed when MLB had ended the ’94 season on the downside in late August—an ordeal that toppled its stature until Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa saved the game with a remarkable home run race, which is now marked with asterisks since the heinous steroid revelations.

The NHL hasn’t recovered after taking off an entire season for an awful lockout in the ’04-’05 season. Even though the league is surviving on the resurgence of two sensational stars in Sidney Crosby and Alexander Ovechkin, the NHL is still dealing with a financial crisis and lost television deal—and accepted a deal with the Versus network after ESPN refused to televised games.

Maybe the NFL feels it won’t have to face similar problems, but it remains unknown. It’s hard to tell where the National Football League will stand following a lockout.

Currently, the two sides are fighting about $8 billion in profit, and if there’s no settlement anytime soon, matters may turn ugly and end an entire season before it resumes.

Smith said owners want the players to take an 18 percent pay cut, for an annual average of $340,000—including a steep request in which players are allowed to accept only 41 percent of applied revenues. Yes, the NFL is stuck in a storm. And to weather the storm, Goodell must step in, as he has in many situations.

At the annual State of League news conference on Friday, he constantly drifted away from the ongoing topic, an issue that kind of highlighted and heralded much chatter leading up to the big game. He’s ashamed to dwell on a serious controversy that could later tantalize the most prominent league in all of major sports.

It seems to me owners are asking for a lockout, angry of all the unfairness transpiring within a wealthy market. During economic downturns, I think the last thing fans want to see is a lockout, as the game of football takes those watching in their living rooms away from reality.

Certainly, we want to believe Goodell isn’t that naïve or stupid to allow owners to take a gigantic step towards a hiatus—an awful hiatus which would be damaging for a league that manages to produce high TV ratings and ticket sales at local venues. The average franchise is worth $1 billion dollars, and fans are willing to pay for expensive tickets.

Owners are richer, gaining profit by the minute. Players are earning huge contracts, even if they under-perform. But greed and ego is happening at the same time, and Goodell has to take accountability before all things fail by 2011.

Sure, players are ticked off having to accommodate a system where their money isn’t guaranteed as in Major League Baseball. Sure, owners are upset about the guaranteed money dished out to players. Oh, get over it.

There’s an uncapped year looming, but there shouldn’t be a NFL lockout if Goodell pleases both sides, as well as Smith—the union chief who seems to believe a lockout is inevitable.

There’s some truth to his belief that both sides are unwilling to compromise over labor disputes. And even worse is, if next season is played without a salary cap, and the collective bargaining agreement expires, owners may stage a lockout of players and replace their teams like during the last labor stoppage in ’87.

If nothing is done, things will get ugly.

Come on, commish.

I repeat, come on, commish. Save your sport.

NBA Trade Rumors: Amare To Detroit? Igoudala To Mavs? Camby For Darko?

Richard Jefferson

Jefferson has barely anything to do in the NBA Trade Rumors because of his untradeable contract. Says Adrian Wojnarowski of Yahoo!:

League sources say the Spurs have raised (Richard Jefferson's) name in trades talks but found out quickly there's no market for him and his contract.

Boo hoo. Jefferson has been, shall I say, a disappointment with San Antonio lately. Hasn't been doing much and the Spurs are in a hole. They just lost to the Lakers without Kobe and allowed Pau Gasol to look like a weirder-looking version with the talent of LeBron James! And they are 29-21 now, I believe.

Might as well have to at least try to ship him off. Tyrus Thomas and Amare Stoudemire have been in talks with the Spurs so far with the Richard Jefferson issue.

Brendan Haywood

With Joel Pyrzbilla and Greg Oden out for the season with the Blazers, they have been looking at Wizards' center Brendan Haywood. But what would Portland offer for him? The Wizards suggest Rudy Fernandez and/or Nicolas Batum.

Other teams in the mix for Haywood have been the Rockets, Heat, Bobcats, and still a bit of the 76ers who may offer Andre Iguodala for him and Caron Butler.

Dallas Mavericks

The Mavericks have been looking at a lot of guys lately. They have extremely strong interest in Caron Butler as of late. They have also gone into Kevin Martin of the Kings, in which they would give up Erick Dampier and Josh Howard. They would also give up those guys for Andre Iguodala. I expect the Mavs to get somebody by the trade deadline.

Amare Stoudemire

Here we go again. Amare Stoudemire has been getting all the interest he wants still. The Detroit Pistons are now in the mix. But here's a crazier scenario with Stoudemire in the mix of a deal between the Sixers, Pistons, and Suns together! Writes Paul Coro of the Arizona Republic:

Possibilities with Philadelphia could be stronger with two fronts, a deal between bringing in swingman Andre Iguodala for Stoudemire with perhaps young power forward Marreese Speights or a three-way deal involving Detroit with Pistons guard Ben Gordon winding up in Philadelphia and the Suns getting Iguodala and Detroit power forward Chris Wilcox.

Good deal. Other teams have interest in Amare like the Nets, Bulls, Spurs, you know...

Marcus Camby

Marcus Camby is in the rumors, too! With the Clippers out of playoff contention, there's been rumors off Camby being shipped off. Interests for Camby include the Knicks and his old team: the Nuggets.

Camby would most likely fall in New York. It has been said that Darko Milicic will be the suitor if the Clippers were to ship him off.

Tyrus Thomas

Tyrus Thomas has been in the rumors. The Nuggets have been looking for a big man lately, and Thomas seems their best option. Also, Thomas can fall with the Celtics or Lakers if the Kirk Hinrich rumors were to fall.

Along with that, the Spurs and Kings have been looking at Thomas. Spurs could offer Manu Ginobili's expiring contract along with the Kings putting up Kevin Martin. There is also the Blazers, who are in very deep need of a big man. Rudy Fernandez or Nicolas Batum would be offered most likely.

Milwaukee Bucks

Luke Ridinour, Hakim Warrick, and Joe Alexander may all be on the move. Writes the Journal Times:

Some people in the know claim the Milwaukee Bucks are dangling veteran point guard Luke Ridnour, who is having a stellar season, along with veteran forward Hakim Warrick and young forward Joe Alexander, whom the Bucks chose with the eighth overall pick in the 2008 NBA draft but have since soured on.

A lot of trade rumors lately. I'd really like to see one of them actually happen!

Tracy Porter: From Little-Known IU Hoosier to Saints’ Championship Hero

3rd and 5. Peyton Manning looks to bring a comeback for the Colts, who are down 24-17. Manning drops back, throws a quick one to Reggie Wayne and it’s—NO!—it’s intercepted…IT’S INTERCEPTED! TRACY PORTER TAKES THE BALL! He’s running back, only Peyton can stop him, gets blocked. Porter is gonna take this all the way! TOUCHDOWN, SAINTS! 31-17, this looks to be over! Tracy Porter, one hella of a guy you are!

Two Weeks Earlier

Brett Favre looking to go to the Super Bowl since over a twelve years now! In field goal range, Favre looks to bring the ball up more right for a game-winning field goal. Favre drops back, runs to right and throws…it’s picked off! PICKED OFF BY TRACY PORTER! He ends the hopes of a fourth-quarter win for Minnesota. Saints can win this……[Overtime] Garrett Hartley for a 40-yarder. And it’s in! The Saints are going to the Super Bowl! Bourbon Street is going crazy! Saints going to their first ever Super Bowl! They’re gonna face the Colts! Saints win, Saints win! WHO DAT!

Tracy Porter. One little-known IU Hoosier, gets drafted by the Saints in the second round. 2008 season? Wasn’t much. This season changed it all. If it weren’t for this guy, heck, New Orleans wouldn’t even be in the Super Bowl….

Porter began playing at Port Allen High in Port Allen, mmm Louisiana. He was a playmaker, doing such positions as quarterback, running back, wide receiver, and cornerback. He played fantastic in his Senior Year, with 93 tackles and eleven interceptions. He went on to go to Indiana University, to play for the Hoosiers football team.

Porter didn’t disappoint there. He was the Hoosiers’ main guy at corner. His Senior year was the best, putting up 83 tackles and six interceptions, having the honors on the Big Ten Conference First-Team. Porter ended his career with IU with 211 tackles and 16 interceptions. The interceptions was placed second in team-history. Along in the Senior year, the Hoosiers went to the Insight Bowl, but losing in a heartbreaker to Oklahoma State.

After a good career at IU, Porter declared for the NFL Draft…

April 26, 2008

With the 40th pick in the 2008 NFL Draft, the New Orleans Saints select…Tracy Porter, cornerback, Indiana University….

Porter did well at the Combine to make it to the second round. Porter ran a 4.37 in the 40-yard-dash, which is impressive, being the tenth-fastest there. Porter looked to show off his skills on the field now. But, 2008 wasn’t the year. His rookie season was not much, having 25 tackles, one interception, and a sack.

2009 will be totally different.

The Saints went on to become 13-0, later going on a three-game losing-streak to end the season. At 13-3, nobody expected them to do much in the playoffs. Porter recorded 57 tackles, two forced fumbles, and four interceptions. Also, in the 46-34 victory over the Dolphins, Porter picked off a pass that would go for a 54-yard-touchdown. That season really made up for the rookie year, in my opinion.

Entering the playoffs, the Saints captured victory over the Cardinals, 45-14. Porter wasn’t a big playmaker in that game, only recording five tackles—nothing else. Following the next game in the NFC Championship, Brett Favre was trying to lead the Vikings to victory with minutes to go in the game. Favre led them down to what would be a 50-yard field-goal. He had to get them closer to ensure a made kick. With a broken ankle, Favre was being chased and ran to the right. He threw a crazy pass which was intercepted by Porter. Porter returned it to where the Saints could end it. They didn’t. Overtime. But it was no problem. They marched down the field after winning the coin toss, letting Garrett Hartley win the game for them. This win was sweet on Bourbon Street. Porter had eight tackles in this game, along with that interception. If Porter didn’t make that pick, who knows what would’ve happened? The pass most probably would have been incomplete. What if that field goal was made? See?

In the Super Bowl, the Saints made a touchdown off a Jeremy Shockey catch. It was Manning time. Could Manning tie the game? They were marching down the field. They were now up at the 30-yard-line, 3rd and 5. Manning was hooking up nicely with Reggie Wayne. This play was costly for the Colts. Manning looked at Reggie the whole time and threw a quick pass to him. Wayne didn’t see it coming. Only Porter did, who returned it 74 yards for a touchdown. It was all over from there. 31-17, Saints. If Porter didn’t do that there, who knows? Colts may have easily tied the game, made a comeback, and win.

Saints fans need to be very fortunate for Porter. Nobody will probably ever know of Porter’s heroics. I did. Tracy Porter was a hero for the Saints. The true one. He let the Saints go the Super Bowl. He stopped Brett Favre, he stopped Peyton Manning.

For those of you who don’t know Tracy Porter.

It’s time to know him now….

Super Bowl 44: The Colts Had It, But the Saints Wanted It More; The Best Night for Bourbon Street

As a Colts fan, this game really disappointed me. But hey, the New Orleans Saints wanted it more. They needed this. After all New Orleans has gone through for the past few years with Hurricane Katrina and all that. Along with that, the Saints were never a good football team. The NFC Championship was the farthest they’ve ever gone before the season started. And they only made the NFC Championship once in their life.

The Saints were undervalued. With losing to teams like the Buccaneers with their starters, the Saints were not favorites entering the playoffs. They proved everyone wrong. And then, the heroics of Tracy Porter came in the NFC Championship game. After that pick, it was over. It happened last night in the Super Bowl, against a high-powered Colts’ team.

The first quarter started off hot for Indiana. 10-0. But in the second quarter, it all began to slip away. The Saints made mistakes, but they know. They know how to stop Peyton Manning and this Colts’ offense. Amazing job by Gregg Williams with the defense. As a Colts’ fan, I wasn’t all that bad about Indianapolis losing to be honest. 2006 was more memorable, more intense. This season was destined for New Orleans. They needed this.

The NFC Championship win two weeks ago was a sweet win on Bourbon Street. Last night, it would have to be the sweetest. Back to the game. With the second quarter over, it was 10-6. Entering the third, it felt like the Colts knew what was going to happen. Every time they lead at the half, they are pretty much undefeated (the New York regular season game does not count to me in any way). And plus, if they were trailing, they always found a way to win and figure out the defense.

The game started off…with an onside kick. My god. Sean Payton pulled off a crazy stunt. Hank Baskett almost had it, but they were too surprised by this. So it started off with Saints’ ball, for both halves. That is when the Colts’ defense plummeted. They weren’t ready to go on and they failed on the drive. Couldn’t tackle, left guys open throughout the game and kept Manning off the field.

That was the way to stop the man. That was to way to stop the “Greatest of All-Time.” It started to get out of hand big during the end. Matt Stover misses a field goal while Garrett Hartley makes all of them. It was 17-16, Colts holding on real tight. They had this. Everything was going good for them. Joseph Addai was running the ball great. It was very unexpected. For the drive on the Saints, Indiana played horrible defense. They left guys open the whole game and gave Drew Brees so much time to throw.

Since the onside kick, it ruined it all. Jeremy Shockey got the touchdown and the Saints were up 22-17. Then came the two-point conversion. Lance Moore made a crazy catch. To me, it was 50/50 for a catch. It seemed liked he had it and then he loses possession. But New Orleans got it and it was 24-17. No reason to worry. If the Colts’ defense doesn’t want to take the push, Manning needs to take the control. It was Manning. It was all down to No. 18. With this drive, it would be legendary. He already had one with the 96-yarder. This had to be better.

Manning got a couple of first downs. It was now third. Manning was looking good with Reggie Wayne. There went Manning, hiked the ball. He threw a quick pass right at Reggie Wayne, and out of nowhere came Tracy Porter. He went to Indiana University. Now he was taking an interception back for a touchdown…on his hometown NFL team back then. Porter was something. He made legendary guys sad. First Brett Favre to end it, and now Manning. Saints were up 31-17 with three minutes to go.

Could the Colts come back? Yes they can. Manning threw a lob and long pass to Austin Collie. They were now in the red zone. After a few plays, they made it into the goal line. On those downs, they weren’t worth it. On third and goal, they ran it. They ran it! What the eff! It was a wasted down. Now it just came down to this. Fourth down. Manning threw it and it was tipped. Turnover on downs with 44 seconds to go. The Saints were going to win their first Super Bowl ever!

Colts’ fans, don’t get too overwhelmed with the loss. The Colts can run the ball now, in my opinion. It’s time for Joseph Addai to get back like he was back then. He will do it. And also, it’s not so bad being the second-best team in the league. Don’t worry. AFC Champions is something positive to look at. The Colts made it, but the New Orleans Saints just wanted it more. They needed it. The Saints can build on a future with Brees, Reggie Bush, Marques Colston, and more. Saints fans need to be very luck with Tracy Porter. They wouldn’t have even made it to the big show without that interception in the NFC Championship.

Don’t worry Indianapolis. You’re the team to beat in the AFC. With the way you were playing this year and you can bring it on more this season, it’s another Super Bowl. You’ll make it in one of the next two years, I know it. Hats off to New Orleans. They played one hella of a game. And fans of the NFL, don’t think as if the Saints killed Indy. 31-17 may look like it. To me, it felt more like 24-17. It was over from 24-17 anyways. Porter just ended it. Both teams played hard. The Colts gave the Saints a challenge, but they found out quickly about them after the half.

So again, hats off to New Orleans.

This has got to be the sweetest night ever on Bourbon Street.

Saints March Into Super Bowl, a Memorable Win For a Long-Suffering City

In what may have been the most heartfelt game in Super Bowl history, Who Dat Nation can finally celebrate on Bourbon Street. They can begin tossing black and gold beads, feast on gumbo and eat Emerald's prepared food dishes.


There’s a sense the New Orleans Saints are hometown heroes, giving the enthusiastic and authentic folks on Bourbon Street the sweetest win since the city dealt with a devastating crisis.

It was a moment to rejoice as a town and leave behind the dreadful memories of Hurricane Katarina—affliction that deprived and ravaged New Orleans. But finally, fans have something to cheer about, after the Saints rendered years of futility.

For once, it felt like an elite franchise, an experienced franchise prepared to seize its first title in franchise history on pro football’s biggest stage. For once, the Saints aren’t witnessing long-suffering calamity that placed misery and burdens within a community where the unfaithful fans booed, protested and wore paper bags over their heads calling them the Aints.

So the people of New Orleans, people who believes strongly in voodoo dolls and marching with the Saints, couldn’t be more elated to jive on the busiest street in town, listening to the beautiful jazz songs as its greatest victory flourished in South Florida to open a page in the history books.

Living in a country where the biggest game of the year should be declared a national holiday, the Super Bowl isn’t only viewed for the giddy commercial ads or gathering as a family to host a sizable party. It also embraces a storybook season. It seems a surreal season transformed into reality. The Saints proved unflappable in the greatest game of their 43-year existence. It seems the Saints were resilient, entering the game of roman numerals with a posture of perseverance and heart.

“Whoever thought that this could be happening?” Drew Brees said. “Eighty-five percent of the city was under water. People were evacuating to places all over the country. Most people left not knowing whether New Orleans would ever come back, or if the organization would ever come back.”

There you have it. The Saints are your Super Bowl champs. First time is a charm. This is exhilarating for a community that fought through adversity, a community that adores football and appreciates their sudden conquest to raise its first banner in the Superdome.

Not long ago, they were so hopeless and pathetic, to whereas ridiculing and lambasting the Saints was a yearly ritual. Today, of course, we’ve praised them, we’ve rooted them on, we’ve pampered them, and we’ve shared our sympathy. If there’s a cure for healing the tragedy that tore the spirit, the Saints marching to its first Lombardi Trophy is an antidote—a moment the town appeases a franchise that has long passed the lingering pain of failures, a predicament labeling the team for decades.


It took the second decade of the 21st century for the Saints to shake off hideous misadventures and dismay, finally reaching a crescendo in Super Bowl XLIV. But without debate the bigger story was Brees outshining Peyton Manning, forcing the greatest quarterback’s legacy to wait.

Much of the debate leading up to the big game dwelled on whether Manning could add a title to his resume and solidify his legacy. But a legacy materialized before our very eyes, along with a historic achievement. Not only was it revival within a dispirited town, but memories of joy and idolatry. The good people of New Orleans anoint and worship the Saints.

“We were on a mission,” said linebacker Scott Fujita. “For us, it was about much more than just football.”

Keep in mind, that’s how much the franchise means to a feverish crowd on Bourbon Street. They watched their Saints pull off the most impressive victory in Super Bowl history. Once it all ended, the Saints celebrated its first worthwhile championship, a memory that will always remain in the hearts of many.

All season, fans embraced their elite toughness, which revealed a renaissance age. With the resurgence of Brees, who most doubted after having surgery on his throwing arm in 2006, the Saints were an organization willing to allow him a chance.

Sure enough, he’s a true hero producing on a colossal stage when jitters play an effect on a first-timers performance level. The excitement and nervous reactions wasn’t a factor, able to master brilliancy after leaving behind images of a memorable quarterbacking performance.


For all the hype and constant debates of Manning’s legacy, Brees was a minority, and the Saints were still evaluated as an inferior team without enough experience. So much for Manning validating a legacy. Brees hijacked our consciousness on the most dignified night of his career, courtesy of the gutsy onside kick entering the second half that gave the Saints gained momentum.

It’s a rarity to witness trickeries when a championship is on the line, but Thomas Morstead kicked an undaunted onside kick that surprised the Colts and was recovered by Chris Reis. From there, the Saints maintained poise, dominated at will, and Brees continued delivering passes with incredible precision and awareness. That prompted 32- of-39 completed passes for 288 yards and two touchdowns. Amid Brees’ flawless performance, prolific cornerback Tracy Porter picked off Manning and returned it 74 yards for a touchdown.

“When I saw my blockers in front of me, and only Peyton and the offensive linemen left,” said Porter, “I cut back and ran it in.”

That put things out of reach, lifting premature celebrations and dance parties in the street. And lastly, the Saints danced as if they were children traveling from Sun Life Stadium to Disney World. Instead they were jubilating over an impressive 31-17 victory over the Indianapolis Colts, excited to be honored with their first memorabilia. While Manning’s legacy takes a downfall—missing intended receiver Reggie Wayne after Gregg Williams’ superb defense executed blitzes—we now realize how elite Brees really is.

“We play for so much more than ourselves," Brees said. “We played for our city. We played for the entire Gulf Coast region.

Without debate, he’ll go down as one of the greatest quarterbacks in Super Bowl history in a city where the population admires his humanitarian work, charitable work and involvement within a community that needs much rebuilding. But even greater, the Saints are mentioned in the Super Bowl category.

They now own a spot in history after dominating on the immense platform in sports. They marched until the intriguing contest ended, they marched against a team that had been there before, and they marched to come back from a 10-point deficit, proving title worthy.

There was Saints owner Tom Benson, the 80-year-old man who celebrated as the biggest fan, who stood on the midfield stage to receive the gleaming Lombardi Trophy and shouted to the heavens, “We’re back! We’re back!" He was filled with happiness as was Sean Payton, the best coach to ever lead the Saints. And Super Bowl MVP Drew Brees lifted his son, Baylen, and held him embracing the moment.

“I’ve just told our guys, you’ve got to make me look good on this,” Payton said. “We were going to be aggressive. When you do something like that, you just put it on the players, and they were able to execute. It turned out to be a big change of possession and ended with a score.”

Thousands gathered at Sun Life Stadium chanting “Who Dat! Who Dat!”

It was the Saints fulfilling a life-long dream for a grateful city. Finally, they can alleviate the horrid memories of long suffering.

Well, I guess Mardi Gras begins in the state of the fleur-de-lis.

Celebrate good times and twirl those fancy Saints’ umbrellas.

Colts Are Tops, but Don't Ignore Williams' Monstrous Saints Defense

So, the New Orleans Saints marched in as the greatest story of the NFL this year. Unless someone is inhumane, or just refuses to root for the Who Dat squad, the Saints are a storybook team.

With the biggest game in their 42 year existence looming, the marching band of New Orleans has been ignored or overshadowed by the everlasting debates of Peyton Manning legacy.

It’s not hard envisioning the Saints hindering a high-powered offense, based on their resilience and perseverance. Each year in the Super Bowl normally there’s a scenario. Each year, in the big game, there’s usually an underdog.

If there’s one thing worth noticing, it’s a team with a superior defense. Teams with stellar defenses most of the time walk away with the victory.

For all discussion that the Saints are undersized and inexperienced, still, ignoring mighty defenses is an understatement. All year, the Saints’ underrated defense created nightmares. They were underestimated, and neglected as if they were some type of action figures.

However, skeptics are toying with the Saints for refusing to acknowledge the monstrous defense, a dynamic unit that has blocked out teams and made a three-hour fray miserable. In what turned into nightmarish games, the Saints cast darkness over opposing franchises in a season when a fairy tale elicited truth.

And while concerned with the state of Dwight Freeney’s injured ankle or Manning solidifying his legacy, folks besides Who Dat believers no longer believe in the Saints forgetting about its bottomless defense.

Given their history, it’s because New Orleans was a hapless franchise, defaced by failure and humiliation when fans wore paper bags over their heads, roughly disheartened of the long-suffering letdowns. What a travesty, denying the truth of a franchise that isn’t pushovers, but features a prolific defense.

Sadly, it doesn’t receive credit for helping the Saints reach its first ever Super Bowl in franchise history. In the blink of an eye, it seems the Saints were the loudest marching band in the regular-season, managing to stay unbeaten for a long period.

No way are the Indianapolis Colts overlooking the Saints, not when it’s an organization starving to hunt down its pray.

So it’s worth giving the nod to an aggressive defense, responsible for directing New Orleans to the Super Bowl. It’s the strongest and most tenacious attack to make a sudden impact at the Superdome, and in a community where spirited fans admire their football, and braced the Saints all season for uplifting sanity and reviving joy.

In all their years of watching a calamity, which labeled them the Aints instead of Saints, the fans are thrilled to have Gregg Williams.

If you take pride in the black and gold team, you know he has cultivated and emphasized onslaughts and physicality. His basic method has given eleven men reason to believe their potential to knock off heads, with powerful blows sending the Colts to the turf.

Coming up with a symmetric scheme to baffle and frustrate Manning. When he’s pressured by a bulldozing frontline, Manning begins losing composure. That usually results in a large amount of turnovers, rushed to release the ball before he’s sacked and falls to the turf disgusted of limited pass protection.

Make no mistake, Williams has designed an outline equivalent to the Colts pedigree. At the very least, they aren’t intimidated or fearful of a vintage Manning.

Common sense tells the team that he’s a premier quarterback, a prestigious icon and perfectionist. He nearly anchored the Colts to NFL’s first 19-0 season in league history, which would have defined perfection.

Trust me, they know what’s at stake. Beyond that, it’s the most noticeable extravaganza in franchise history. Winning a title is also evident, and a time they must attempt securing happiness. Any team rarely replicates back-to-back trips, so a loss is considered wasteful.

At least the Saints can emerge from the tunnels of Sun Life Stadium on Sunday with a confident mindset—courtesy of Williams driving a forceful defense for an entire season. Before their defense was mediocre, but now it is aggressive, and potent.

Any way you analyze it, mediocrity isn’t an issue. The Saints are armed with defensive tactics, though it’s unpredictable betting whether they’ll win or not. But the greatest win transpiring in team history is possible, as long as Williams is the admirable defensive coordinator.

For all we know, he’ll stick to his basic ideas. That’s installing urgency within an intensive bunch, and being poised to strike their offense and force turnovers. That’s also creating interruptions by pressuring the quarterback. And that happens to be Manning.

Sure, Saints safety Darren Sharper will play with much intensity, the biggest playmaker and game-changing performer when explosive at running routes and reading the mind of quarterbacks to cut across field and intercept an ill-advised pass.

Sure, the crafty linebacker Jonathan Vilma participates in the action, but there have been games where he had trouble handling man-to-man coverage. He’s still a valuable piece to the package, if he’s not stagnant, but energized and efficacious putting pressure on Manning.

And lastly, Williams is calling the schemes, a ritual he greatly follows. His style is communicating and demanding productivity. Even better is, he challenges them to reach a crescendo in the most important element of the game. The nature of football is defense.

And the Saints’ storybook season wasn’t done by only Drew Brees’ passes or the high-powered offense, but a monstrous defense that produces blood on turf.

Manning Could Be Highest-Paid Player In NFL History

According to NFL Fanhouse, Jim Irsay plans to pay Peyton Manning sometime and it would make Manning the highest-paid player in NFL history.

"We know that Peyton's going to be the highest-paid player in the league," Irsay said. "It'll get done. There's no question about that, and it's something we'll focus on in the offseason."

And plus, Manning could make up big for this deal if the Colts win the Super Bowl. All is going good for the Colts'
"messiah."

More of this story can be seen here.

Like Father, Like Son, but Peyton's Legacy Ascends Greater than Archie's

His father, Archie, was a hometown icon, espoused as the noble quarterback in a city that never had much luck winning games. Peyton Manning was introduced to the game at a young age, rooting on Archie, who wore a Saints uniform. And so it happens to be the franchise Manning must defeat if he wants to sustain glory and celebrate in a parade no later than Tuesday.

In a neutral site where he has dominated before, winning his first Super Bowl, Manning knows what it tastes like to own another piece of hardware. But suddenly, the team he braced during his childhood is the New Orleans Saints.

Since he plays for the Indianapolis Colts, Manning has to shatter the hearts of enthusiastic sports fans who are prepared to host a block party on Bourbon Street by the end of Sunday night, if the Saints win their first Super Bowl for the first time in a 42-year existence. But he wouldn’t be human if he’s unsympathetic about what a spiritual town has suffered, and instead he would be inhumane to think otherwise.

In his hometown, a city that was ravaged and deprived when Hurricane Katarina was viewed as a devastating tragedy, Manning still cares deeply about a childhood community that has dealt with much affliction. But this week, at Media Day rather, it seems Manning was the center of attention. Unlike his father, his legacy is already being viewed as an ideal one.

Unlike his father, his popularity has the Manning family prouder than the days Archie served as Saints’ quarterback. That’s because Peyton has accomplished more than the average quarterback, breaking historic marks his father never even came close to shattering. He has attained more plateaus, whether it was done individually or as a team. Even greater, he has won a Super Bowl title, a divine moment Archie couldn’t even master.

To some, it’s too bad he’s not quarterbacking the Saints, while for others it’s truly a pleasure that he has become the hallmark of the Indianapolis Colts. Beyond all, though, he’s a symbol of the NFL, channeling the beauty of team effort and popularity among fans. He’s liked much for his positive beliefs on the game and for his shrewd garnering of a positive consciousness on the game. He’s liked much for his humbleness as he is generous of crediting and praising teams.

In comparison, he’s like his father whenever teamwork and diligence plays a role. Never does a day pass without Peyton having grace or a gigantic smile on his face. Those are similarities of Archie, who wore smiles, gracious and appreciative of a famous career. But it turns out Peyton is the famous one, the noticeable specimen.

If you’ve forgotten and been brainwashed of all the unprecedented seasons Peyton has effectuated, there’s his brother, Eli. Remember the Giants' quarterback who drove New York to a Super Bowl victory in Super Bowl XLII? Oh well, the older sibling gets the nod, always.

Nonetheless, the irony is, Peyton plays for a winningest franchise in the smallish town, where the masses worships. He’s justified as a gifted icon, idolized in community where he has nearly delivered and conducted perfection. And in sports, he’s the ultimate megastar orchestrating prowess and sheer understanding of rhythm.

Quite amazingly, it defies logic whenever there’s a single superstar well-liked for his endearing humor and defining the truth of humanity. Believe it or not, he’s the perfectionist of pro football, reaching a climax just about every season. Because of his artistic capabilities, it's not difficult to say he’s a unique quarterback.

Rarely does anyone win multiple MVP awards, or capture noteworthy milestones. Fortunately, he has endured splendor greater than other NFL figures. As we know, winning his second championship in four years will define his legacy. But in the meantime, a legacy is irrelevant as people tend to wander off, debating his legacy. Now is the appropriate time to argue that Peyton’s legacy is more prominent than Archie’s.

On Sunday, the country will either gather around the nearest television or sit in the nosebleed section or front row at Sun Life Stadium to see how it all unfolds. There’s no arguing Peyton is among the elite greats, listed in the same category as Joe Montana, Brett Favre and Dan Marino. To his advantage, now is the perfect time to imprint a legacy everyone is dwelling on. For all the babbling about Peyton’s legacy, winning the Super Bowl is clearly the solution to transcending upon a regal reputation. However, he doesn’t classify himself as a premier quarterback, even though there’s a semblance. But if you know him, he’s a modest man and doesn’t believe in giving himself praise.

See, he took after his father.

Either way, he’s in good position to strengthen his legacy. That starts, of course, by winning a second title, along with the individual accolades. By virtue, he owns almost every NFL passing record. The Colts are favorites to win the big game, simply because of their experience, despite the presence of Jim Caldwell, a rookie head coach, and the presence of Pierre Garcon and Austin Collie, two young receivers. Anything is bound to happen when a quarterback makes a supporting cast better by hurling passes and finding the open receiver. He’ll probably find top target Reggie Wayne for some mind-blowing completions. And if so, they may result in a touchdown.

Take note: Long ago, Peyton became the lovable icon of a franchise that has been loyal to him. Long ago, Peyton was viewed as the brand of a franchise. Maybe that answers the questions on why owner Jim Irsay, addressed the media on Media Day, suggesting that he’s soon expecting to sign Manning to the richest deal in NFL history. Sure enough, it will make him the highest-paid player in league history.

So as it stands, he’s the most dignified athlete, enough to make Archie proud.

Don't Worry About Dwight Freeney

Just about a week before the Super Bowl, something horrible occurred to the Indianapolis Colts: Dwight Freeney was injured and it is possible that he will not play in the biggest game of the NFL season.

Freeney was having a remarkable year and was huge contributor to the Colts’ defense. But with a possibility of losing him in the Super Bowl, many are worried. But don’t think too far with this. If Freeney does not play, do not be worried. The Colts can handle it, in my opinion.

In 2007, Indianapolis was dominant like this season. But they lost Freeney for like seven games, and they managed to get towards a 13-3 record. The Colts managed roll without No. 93. Yes yes, it would hurt a lot because Indy cannot just rely on Robert Mathis.

93+98=Hell for Drew Brees. That’s what the Colts need. Trouble might occur. And anyways, in my opinion, Freeney will play. You guys really think a guy like Freeney with an injury like that would cause him to miss the game? He’s been treated heavily lately. He has three days until The Big Show.

He can make it through, in my opinon. Don’t worry.

Reggie Bush's Show Is Bigger Than Life

Given the fortune of meeting the biggest stage in his lifetime, Reggie Bush’s time to shine is now. Of course, this week’s storyline circles around Peyton Manning’s legacy, neglecting Bush’s newborn career.

In reality, he’s on a quest, not only to win a Super Bowl, but to prove to skeptics that he’s the top-notch running back we anticipated since entering the NFL, where he hasn’t made much of a noticeable difference.

We revere Bush’s athleticism on the pro level, refusing to verify he’s a bust. I’ll argue he has potential, expecting him to create a breakout performance in the Super Bowl.

Bush defined greatness druing his sensational college career. Now, fans are hoping to witness some of the similarities he effectuated at USC, during the NFL's greatest game on Sunday.

In college there were many days optimists voted for Bush, not to rule the country, but to win the Heisman Trophy. He won the precious stiff-armed statue, proving to us that he was the electric tailback of college football. His accomplishments were unparalleled, includng an open field dash, where Bush lost his cleats, to complete a hair-raising touchdown.

During his time spent on campus, he became the centerpiece of USC, but since departing the school, he never made a scene on the pro level.

We’ve waited for Bush to break ankles, find the gaps, force miss tackles and elude the pressure of bulldozing defenses. Maybe he’ll finally shine in the most important game of his lifetime. Maybe he’ll flourish in Miami, where the world will have its eyes glued to the the game.

For now, he’s still noticed as the disappointing one. Since being selected at the No. 2 pick in the NFL draft four years ago, he’s still noticed as the overrated bust, but the way I see it, he’s not a bust.

He still has much potential and could blossom any time soon, including Sunday, when many hope he will produce and return to the valuable cornerstone player he once was.

“All I want to do is be the best player ever to play this game, and I’d be remiss if I didn’t feel that way,” said Bush. “If I didn’t feel that way when I step on the field, I’d be selling myself short.”

Of all people, the captivating residents of New Orleans are hopeful he’ll emerge as a stud, or even greater, as the Super Bowl MVP. Bush is not yet a celeb bust, but a tailback still angling to find himself and establish a righteous identity on the NFL level.

He’s respected and highly regarded by many, so people anticipated that he would make an impact straight out of college. But sometimes, it just takes a few seasons to adapt and transition.

Critics should give the guy a break. Although, maybe the criticism is good for Bush. There are players who feed off criticism. I’m sure Bush fathoms that critics are centering on his fortitude and heart of the game. I’m sure he grasps that critics are focusing heavily on statistics, rather than wins. I’m sure he understands that critics are concerned about the relationship between him and Kim.

“I’ve always been my biggest critic. I haven’t lived up to the expectations I set for myself,” said Bush. “Before I got to the NFL, I thought it would be the Super Bowl every year, make the Pro Bowl every year. You discover it’s hard. It’s hard to get to the Super Bowl. I’ve been in the league four years and just got here. There’s a lot of great players who never get to the Super Bowl. I haven’t lived up to the expectations, but I know it will come."

He’s equipped to be the best player in the game.

His speed is indescribable, but his lethargy at times is hurtful. The awareness is fine, but his lack of aplomb is a crisis. The athleticism is good, but not great, hindered at times by knee injuries.

He missed 12 of his last 48 regular-season games, rushing for only 1,940 yards in four years. Now, he has a chance to reach the highest goal by winning the Super Bowl. And now, he has a chance of proving he deserves high-regards.

The thrilled residents of New Orleans are hopeful that he’ll emerge. If so, he will be described as a savior and may even ascend upon the Saints legacy. There is no doubt that he’s an idol, folks on Bourbon Street love rooting him on, but they are waiting for Bush to break through...

No better place or time than the Super Bowl.

Jeremy Shockey: From Bombastic Bust to Super Hero?

There was a point amid a promising NFL career when Jeremy Shockey behaved annoyingly. But then came Media Day, the moment we were able to grasped signs of maturity. Finally, because there never was a time during an enigmatic career, Shockey acted with good sense.

Not only was he a distraction for teammates, but a mischievous tight end. At this time, he has grown and accepts a challenge as a Saint. But he has achieved more than the average tight end, and is fortunate enough to have been on winning teams.

Before, he was portrayed as a bombastic bust, but ever since tasting a bittersweet flavor at Super Bowl XLII with the New York Giants, he realized how gracious and gratifying sustaining a win on the biggest stage is. He probably wasn’t in good health to celebrate with ex-teammates, but he relates to players who were in similar situations.

It’s unfortunate he missed a significant game in which he had a broken left leg suffered late in the season that kept him sidelined. Even though he was inactive and unable to contribute in a huge way, Shockey recognized what it took and what’s at stake in a return home for Super Bowl XLIV.

“I’m here on a business trip,” said Shockey. “I’ve done enough partying to last me for this week.”

At least, he admits that he’s a party animal. But in this case, he’s more of a football devotee, committed to contributing on the sport's biggest stage. That he had a selfish personality; he was a pompous hypocrite. Ask Giants coach Tom Coughlin and general manager Jerry Reese, where in their regime Shockey failed to meet expectations and was implored to attend the Super Bowl. Finally, he wasn’t enthusiastic playing for the Giants and separated from the team, turning on a franchise with which he'd grown into a star.

But his selfish mindset, quickly, burned out avid fans and killed morale among teammates and the coaching staff and also injuries started to become problematic. The difference now is, everyone tells him how much they like having Shockey around. The difference now is, everyone tells him how much they could utilize his explosiveness and quick hands. The difference now is, he’s probably the coolest and likable figure within the organization.

And if you haven’t noticed any blemishes, again Shockey enters a critical game nursing an injured right knee. But any player with a functional state of mind is ready for a competitive matchup, particularly when the New Orleans Saints are one win away from immortality, reaching its first Super Bowl in franchise history.

In a neutral site, the Saints are viewed as underdogs, but more importantly they comprise of all the suitable necessities, beneficial in enduring delight. There are certainly good vibes, perhaps, understated impressions that makes absolute sense to the Saints. While most citizens here, in America, set their eyes on the legacy of Peyton Manning and Dwight Freeney’s health status, the optimist forgotten about the first-time arrivers.

Rather the Saints are undersized and inexperienced at such a high level: there’s Saints’ defensive coordinator Gregg Williams, a guru who has assembled a work of art on defense; there’s safety Darren Sharper, an explosive perfectionist who could steal the spotlight on Super Bowl Sunday, if he studies and reads all the plays accordingly, and there’s Shockey.

That's not counting a sturdy quarterback in Drew Brees or the sudden growth of running back Reggie Bush. But the biggest star may emerge at an unpredictable offensive position, and later hoist MVP honors. I’m referring to, Shockey, the monstrous 6-foot-4, 251 pound tight end.

Come now, he’s a totally different guy, understanding the importance of teamwork and contributing. And considering that he was a problem-child, Shockey has matured, putting to rest the rude mannerism. Never did he have a gnarly attitude, but an ungenerous attitude that never settled too well in New York. Nearly each week, he was criticized in local tabloids for either making inane remarks or staging foolish commotion among an intolerant organization, as a way to seize media attention.

As a stint gradually dwindled in New York, he was described as a “loose cannon” because he wasn’t compatible with quarterback Eli Manning. Blessed with ample chances, his imposing presence in the league never relapsed, recovering from the inevitable premise of self-destruction.

Since he was traded to New Orleans, a heartwarming town perceives Shockey has an endearing sporting figure. Make no mistake, he has come a long ways, though he’s not quite the ambassador. But he’s a lovable idol many welcomed with open arms, believing he’s a perfect fit.

Fame goes a long ways in New Orleans, a town attached to a loyal football franchise that revived a spiritless community of dreadful memories, regarding a heartless tragedy. Remember Hurricane Katrina ravaged an animated city, before the Saints were proclaimed as heroes for putting a smile on bleak faces, deprived of faith and hope. What we now verify as America’s franchise, Shockey has ascended to stardom. He’s viewed as a prolific player, valued greatly for running routes effectively and undermining defenses with gusto and a sharp-minded modus.

Even an unintelligent individual takes notice of what’s being analyzed during Super Week. If Shockey is robust by game time, he’s a threat to the Colts’ depleted secondary. It’s a huge loss that Freeney is sidelined, the all-time sacks leader in team history. It’s interesting to see if Shockey sabotages the Colts’ defense.

If anything, he’s an intimidating athlete with durability and athleticism to attack and punish Indianapolis by sprinting in routes and completing catches. If so, he’s very explosive after he completes catches, and usually gains a significant total in yards. In other words, Shockey is to be reckoned with.

“Watching Jeremy from afar,” said Williams. “I don’t think I would want him to be on a team I was associated with. But up close, I love the guy. He is crazy committed on the field, in practice and in games. He is a coach’s dream player. Now, that doesn’t mean I want to go out and have drinks or dinner with him. We know that side of him is crazy committed, too.”

Yes, knowing his reputation he loves to drink. But, I must admit, Shockey has grown up. And he’s now a menace on turf.

Consider it all the reason why he’ll have treatment and take on rigid preparations just so he’s back on the field in time for a precious opportunity. But he wouldn’t miss this game if his life depended on it, knowing the emphasis of shining when a championship is on the line. Why not now?

This is a week players spend dreaming of possessing the gleaming hardware, and if so, the moment is now when it’s in front of the large eyes. But it will take diligence and confidence to reach a pivotal climax that may never return in their favors. The only way Shockey misses the action is by having a leg or arm amputated.

“I’m going to play this game like it was my last game,” Shockey said Tuesday at Media Day.

Ineffective and inactive in prior games during the postseason, he’ll be one of Brees’ targets and difference-makers, depending on the number of touches.

Most of all, returning to Miami, where he was a college standout, Shockey comes to complete a long-awaited mission.

That’s to win the Super Bowl.

At 29, he’s a matured athlete and hero in some people’s eyes.

Colts: What's Not to Love? Manning, Indeed, a Franchise Megastar

The annual circus arrived and light rain dropped, lifting insanity in Miami, an active community opportune in hosting festivities.

There were no clowns, stomping elephants, wild monkeys, alligators, or even entertaining acrobats, but there had to be close to thousands of media personnel, crowded together and cramped near the podium interrogating.

The fortunate are ones inching closer in stepping on the biggest stage to master triumph. On a peculiar afternoon, the Colts handled the madness by answering any eccentric question thrown at them.

Unable to elude all the surrounding photo shots, there were constant bright flashes and inane queries came from the mouths of bold reporters, with five days left before Super Bowl kickoff.

The state of Dwight Freeney’s ankle injury is absorbing all the attention, when the Indianapolis Colts are explosive and refined on offense, rather than an erratic defense.

But amid all the craziness, Tuesday at Media Day, where the Greatest Exhibit on Turf staged in the center of Sun Life Stadium, the Colts were the main event. If they were affiliated with the media, reporters were ecstatic when Peyton Manning grabbed the microphone.

Not surprisingly, the four-time MVP stole the spotlight on the wackiest stage, where he described the biggest game as the pinnacle event of the NFL.

Seemingly, pinpointing the irony is simple, if pertaining to the Great Manning himself. Any team can advanced to the Super Bowl, but it’s rare for any team to seek a promising chance of perfection.

Twice in his career, Manning has almost finished the unprecedented by leading the Colts amazingly to NFL’s first 19-0 record. Once in his career, he has won a Super Bowl, at the same site where he returns attempting to hoist another piece of hardware.

So when he appeared near the table, Manning stared at millions of reporters, logic that justifies he’s a valuable specimen.

“I am excited for New Orleans,” Manning said. “It’s a special place to me. My family lives there…I enjoyed watching the game last week. I surely felt that emotion.”

If there’s one quarterback the game truly embraces, it’s Manning, a savvy team captain who deserves to be characterized as the brand name of the NFL.

Think about it.

He’s the marquee player of the league, and constantly reaches historic marks, regardless if the plateaus are done individually or as a team.

What’s not to love about the endearing megastar?

Having seen Manning hurl eye-opening passes is enough to appreciate him as NFL’s biggest attraction.

Having seen thrilling audible called at the line of scrimmage, which transformed into exceptional touchdown completions, are usual traits that has fans at Indianapolis believing in blue and jovial of the lustful style and humbleness he has shown since the emergence on the pro level.

What we’ve seen over the years was a bright team president, Bill Polian build a solid franchise. After experiencing these proudest memories before, the Colts are here again, attempting to reach the climax by the end of Sunday night. All year, Manning dreamed of returning to the biggest dance.

While wearing a blue uniform, he has proved to the world that he’s a valuable specimen and will be in the running to seize a championship. As years progress, his popularity has expanded greatly. And because of fame he declared citizenship in the smallish town, where if he was to run for major, he’ll probably favor all voting ballots.

What’s not to like about Manning?

He tries to focus on the positives.

He tries to think of strengths, rather than weaknesses.

He tries to garner a positive belief on the game. And he tries to downplay all the individual awards.


In other words, all things are done as a team effort, not individually. There’s not a day that passes, without Manning praising the team or crediting a teammate for their contributions. For those who know him very well, he’s straightforward and genuine. Pretty much, Manning isn’t a worrywart, but has acknowledged that his teammates will have to raise the intensity.

Rarely, does he wind up frustrated, unless he’s harassed on the turf in a contest. Even if Freeney cannot play, he’s confident in teammates and coaching staff. If he fought through adversity in the season and played with confidence, there’s no question he has strong belief in the up-and-coming receivers, such as Pierre Garcon and Austin Collie.

For much of the season, he relied on youth after losing top-name receiver Marvin Harrison and former Defensive Player of the Year Bob Sanders.

There was a trust level he had developed after building a strong relationship with Tony Dungy’s successor, Jim Caldwell, who proved that he’s mentally equipped to lead a NFL franchise. And this just in, owner Jim Irsay expects to sign Manning to the most lucrative contract in NFL history, which makes him the richest quarterback in history.

But if you have blue pride, you’re probably thinking of Manning. It’s obvious the superlative season in which he threw for 4,500 yards, has the gifted megastar regarded as the face of pro football.

From most perspectives he’s the perfectionist of the game. Without much debate, he is the greatest of all-time, given us every reason to believe in sports.

He's the epitome of a lovable icon, and defines the true meaning of humanity.

He was asked some of the weirdest questions ever on Tuesday, but answered each of them with dignity and heartwarming messages. There’s no doubts in our minds, he the noble peace maker of the NFL. Let’s take a listen.

“I understand the question—you have to do this and that. But this is a team game,” he said. “And this has been a team season for us. Look at the games, and you’ll see we have not dominated. We’ve had to grind and muscle, with different guys doing it in different games.

He then went on to say: “I don’t look at what it means for me. I don’t know what legacy means for me. I don’t have an option on that. I go out and play, and if other people form opinions, that’s their right. I know that this game is important to our franchise, our owner and our fans. That’s how I look at it being an important game.”

We can argue with U.S Today that Tom Brady wasn’t worthy of receiving the best quarterback of the decade honors, but given that he owns three Super Bowl rings, it gives him the nod. Of course, if Manning won multiple titles this decade, he would have definitely been considered the best of the decade. Now, even greater, he has a chance to prove he’s the greatest quarterback by winning on the national stage, the national holiday when friends and relatives unite for parties rooting on the next champ.

He’s the most popular and endearing figure, if not all of sports.

He, indeed, showed it at Media Day.

No Super Bowl Triumph for Colts Without Dwight Freeney

This early, in the year, NFL teams are unwilling to arrange a vacation to Florida. Indeed, it’s a refreshing vacational spot for relaxing and aloof from reality.

Given that the Indianapolis Colts earned a trip to Miami after clinching the AFC title against the New York Jets, Peyton Manning and the gang didn’t travel to Florida for a vacation in paradise or to visit the vicious alligators in the Everglades. The Colts have landed in South Beach for one objective.


That’s to win the Super Bowl on Sunday, and celebrate its first championship in four years. But there’s a scare, and fans are holding their collective breaths, worried heavily about the latest health status of Colts monstrous defensive end Dwight Freeney, who has a torn ligament in his right ankle. Minus the Pro Bowler, the Colts' defense is depleted by this troubling injury. Given that he’s arguably the best pass-rusher in the game and the supreme leader on defense, Freeney’s unavailability is a heartbreaker.

According to team spokesman Graig Kelley, he’s being treated in Florida. “He’s under the care of our athletic training staff”, Kelley said. “Nothing we have seen changes our diagnosis that he is questionable. He has a third-degree, low basketball sprain.”

Any team that loses a star player due to injuries is mind-boggling. Whichever way you envision the sudden tension, the Colts are suffering and dealing with the agonizing loss of a defensive weapon, a reliable source to help pressure Drew Brees and make a three-hour event miserable.

In a positive context, the Colts are classifying the injury as a low-ankle sprain and listed Freeney as questionable for Super Bowl XLIV on Sunday. No matter if there’s a Pro Bowl gunslinger in Manning, no matter if there’s the inspirational sensibility of wideout Pierre Garcon, who’ll be playing with a heavy heart as many of his relatives are coping with the catastrophic earthquake that ravaged his native country of Haiti, the legitimate winner usually sustains triumph from a defensive effort.

Beyond the usual presumption that defense wins championships, Manning is capable of delivering a last-second miracle. Anything can happen if he fires his massive passes deep across the field. It’s rare to see a quarterback defy the unprecedented, including the lone Super Bowl title, the four MVP awards, and the passing records.

He brings back memories of Joe Montana and Dan Marino. Similar to their unique brand, Manning could eventually be a Super Bowl hero. Knowing him, he could fling a game-winning pass to Pierre Garcon or Reggie Wayne, two leading receivers he targets greatly. So, in the prior years of witnessing breathtaking finishes, could the Colts replicate an instant classic?

Currently, it’s tough to determine, when a must-needed piece is hit with a horrific injury. The latest news is a disadvantage, especially when it involves a player who means so much to a franchise. Hearing that the problematic injury is a torn ligament is bad news.

In reality, Freeney’s effectiveness isn’t as stout, which effects his ability to pivot and apply speed as a way to intimidate Brees. Before dwelling on a dramatic offense, panic about the declining defense. If Freeney is sidelined for the festivities, the pass rush is less of a factor and the odds of capping a dream victory could suddenly shrink. The weakest link is the Colts’ secondary, and their task is difficult against the Saints bottomless receiver core of Marques Colston, Jeremy Shockey, and Devery Henderson.

But worse is not having the necessities for hindering New Orleans’ invaluable passing game. Understand that Freeney is the face of an ailing defense and a NFL brand name. Unfortunately, he may have to watch from the sideline and miss out on the most important game. He may have to bear a painful scene if the Colts suffer a loss.

His ability to bulldoze and send quarterbacks crashing to the turf is instrumental in a game when all components matter. Being hampered by health issues, Freeney has been inactive and missed three days of practice last week. If anything, the Colts are in a position where they must explore options on defense. We all know losing a fallen star is a huge blow, especially when it involves winning the hardware and marching in a parade next week.

“There’s been many weeks where he’s had some situations that have looked like he would not be able to play but he’s been able to battle through it and not only play, but play well,” Jim Caldwell, the first-year head coach, said on Sirius NFL Radio. “So he’s a quick healer and we’re praying for the same thing to happen this week as well.”


If he’s not available on the greatest stage on Sunday, the Colts will miss Freeney’s athleticism. As it stands, he’s their top defender with plenty of individual accomplishments. The Colts need Freeney, a defender tied for third in the league this season with 13.5 sacks. In his injury history, he’s known for fast recoveries, including earlier in the season when he returned seven days after blowing out his quadriceps. The way disconcerted people may want to treat the issue is by wishing for a speedy recovery.

Who knows, he may recover in time and contribute enough to turn around the team’s personality. It makes sense to panic over the dire affliction, as it makes a difference on an entire franchise. Even more so, with 13.5 sacks this season, Freeney has produced double-digit sacks six times in the last eight seasons.

“It’s hard to speculate at this point,” Manning said. “Dwight is one of our best players, we know that. But all season long coach Caldwell has talked about picking up the bayonet. Someone’s got to step up. If Dwight were not to be able to go that would be tough, but somebody else will step up and we’ll feel confident in whoever that is.”

Even though he has a tendency for healing faster than normal, the ankle injury likely will create angst. It nearly owns headlines over any other football-related topics. As Super Bowl week is under way, Freeney is nursing an injury in which he suffered in victory over the New York Jets in the AFC Championship Game. Shortly after a light workout, the team boarded the charter flight and arrived to Miami, ready to go without Freeney if necessary. But still, it’s not the same.

There’s a feeling of emptiness, for all the sudden obstacles. This may have a large impact on the Colts, reducing their likelihood of leaving Miami victorious, a position they’ve set their eyes on during the regular season as a reason for shunning perfection. The Colts want to win and sustain this euphoria, but now it appears inevitable without Freeney having an impact.

Sorry: no Freeney, no Super Bowl.