Even in a lost year, beating the Saints is wonderful. When the Saints are one of the better teams in the NFL, it’s as sweet and nourishing as manna from heaven.
I harbored not-so-secret hopes that Atlanta would win this game, but I never thought they’d dominate it. After enduring eight largely putrid games, watching the Falcons absolutely destroy the Saints and hold them to just three field goals was simply magical.
The Falcons prepared for this game throughout the last two weeks, tweaking their coaching staff and admitting at last that the current way of thinking, planning, and executing simply wasn’t working.