The helmet to helmet blast was more obvious. Really obvious.

Was amazing. Until they changed the Whatachicken.

For real. Seems like he was at risk of wearing his face and scalp as a scarf.

McDonald's? Are you breathing? You're hired!

Won? You mean handed the game on a silver platter by crooked Roger and his dazzle of zebras?

For moments like the colossal fuckup that forever ripped a Super Bowl appearance away from the Saints, there should be a guy watching the broadcast somewhere with a big red “Colossal Fuckup” button he can hit which stops the game, and no matter what it involves, provides an opportunity to fix colossal fuckups.

Go meteors!

You got your wish!

Tainted win. Oooh, ooh, oh, tainted win.

The grappling hook is pretty cool though.

This. And the requisite “reactions” of the bench are just dumb.

No shit. Litterally none.

Foon.

I love how his teammates are standing still while looking at him in every video. You can see them thinking “Stop doing that stupid shit. It’s embarrassing.”

It should be, with the Saints favored to win the Superbowl and the Rams second.

Maybe a better class attends expensive playoff games.

Is he one of those guys who begins or ends sentences with “To be honest with you” way too much? Oh, so you are dishonest most of the time. Well, I honestly appreciate you being honest in this one situation, to be honest. Since you are admitting that you are normally not honest. Or better yet, that everything you just…

A tad underwhelming for those in attendance. Much more exciting:

Well, he clearly has a favorite child. Sorry, other kids.

Probably one of those instances where the item is thrown with the thought that it will never get close to the target, and it somehow tracks right at it like it is laser guided. Someone probably said oh shit right before it landed.