In 2007, we started out 0-4, I took my wife and son (see pic left) to Seattle to watch a demoralized Saints team play a heavily favored Seahawk team. I bummed my buddies season tickets and we sat right in the middle of the old grizzled fair weathered seattle fans. On a night we were given no chance, we gave them an old fashion ass whippin in front of a stunned crowd. Although we finished 7-9 and missed the playoffs, this small speed bump was hardly a pimple on a dogs arse, compared to the ultimate success that lied ahead of us. So, having said that, we simply must keep fightin the fight!