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breesby Jim W. Miller

It’s hard to write about anything else in sports today after watching the Classic two-man race for the British Open championship Sunday at Royal Troon. Yes, I still call it the “British” Open because to do otherwise is elitist, snooty and downright discriminatory to all the other “opens” in golf. Forgive my propensities toward the peasantry, but I will talk more about golf later.

manningby Jim W. Miller

I am very familiar with questions of retirement, having made the decision to ride off gracefully into the sunset several years ago. For the youngsters out there, before you reach such a monumental decision, have a plan for what you are going to do. Watching FoxNews or CNN until the cocktail hour is not a plan. Which brings us to Peyton Manning, who wisely took the advice of this column and its multitude of readers and decided to retire from the NFL. So now the question is: “What’s he going to do?” 

nflby Jim W. Miller

I saw Saints GM Mickey Loomis at the driving range the day before he headed to Indianapolis for the NFL Combine. The league's annual exercise in poking, prodding, digging and jabbing the latest crop of surefire, can’t miss pheee-noms ideally will turn every moribund franchise into winners. Loomis presides over the local chapter of moribundity, a team that has missed the playoffs three of the past four years. 

by Jim W. Miller

Readers who labor under the Pelican state flag learned Thursday night that our new governor doesn’t play fair! Gov. John Bel Edwards marked his 30th day in office with a televised warning to all residents that if their elected legislators don’t solve the state’s budget deficit, there won’t be football next fall! He declared that unless a solution is found, student-athletes in all sports could find themselves ineligible immediately and looking for a place to play. Wow! Talk about a crisis! People slough off threats of higher taxes or cutting services, but no football?

finksby Jim W. Miller
NFL teams are filled with stories, most of them about good and bad coaches, good and bad players, and general managers whose reputations are determined by how many of each they hire. But one guy whose head is usually just beneath the line of fire is the public relations director, or “PR” man.

brees pack brightby Jim W. Miller

The way the first three quarters of the Saints season has gone, I’ve been expecting the “playing for pride” stories to emerge at any time. And, lo and behold, when I opened the local wipe on Sunday morning, there it was, right on schedule! The “playing for pride,” or PFP, story is a journalistic crutch which occurs when reporters covering a bottom-rung team have exhausted just about every other story idea possible.

Payton2by Jim W. Miller

One of labor’s endearing clichés is the bumbling employee – we’ll call him Bob - who can’t stay out of his own way. Bob knocks over his coffee cup, soaking the new proposal five minutes before the big presentation. Bob parks in the boss’ spot because the nearest open space is three blocks down the street and around the corner in the auxiliary lot. Bob misreads a newspaper story about a fellow employee and goes around the office whispering that Alice was indicted when the true story said Alice was inducted into an honor society. Safe to say that Bob is the last guy who should go nose-to-nose when the boss calls attention to his latest peccadillo.

jim millerby Jim W. Miller

It was halftime of the Saints game yesterday when I checked my Twitter account for any wisdom on why the hometown heroes were getting pistol-whipped by a very average Redskins team. Fletcher Mackel, sports director of WDSU-TV in New Orleans, remarked that on its current pace of 394 total yards in the first half alone, Washington’s offense could gain 800 yards on the very offensive Saints defense. I hit “reply” and suggested to Mackel that the Saints adopt the city’s pothole policy when it comes to filling holes. Put an orange cone in front of the hole and maybe the Redskins running backs would drive around them just as thousands of New Orleans drivers do every day.

brees pack brightYou may be just sobering up from that fantasmagorical Saints’ shootout win over the New York Giants on Sunday, but when you finally come to your senses, consider this: We have just experienced what might be the most memorable 30-hour streak in sports history. I am not talking about wall-to-wall ball of close games. I am talking about a series of events that sporting fans will still be talking about ten years from now. And, although it is during the meat of the college football season, not one college game entered into it.

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