So, the New Orleans Saints are rolling out the red carpet for Kellen Moore, and I’m here to say, ‘May the force be with you,’ because we all know the force is strong with this one. In the midst of a playoff drought that’s longer than my patience for bad football, they’re picking at the 9th spot in the draft, which must feel like they’ve hit the ‘just miss’ button on the slot machine. It’s high time they stopped being ‘Saints’ and started being ‘Savants’! Mickey Loomis, the general manager, must be chomping at the bit, like a hungry alligator, to fix the ‘D’ line, but let’s be real, that’s about as effective as their defense has been lately. They’re reaching for a tight end in Tyler Warren? Now, Warren’s a talent, but let’s not act like he’s a savior—this is the same team that thought a ‘quarterback’ was a fancy hat! And here’s the kicker (pun intended): Warren’s late breakout was as surprising as a snowstorm in New Orleans. At 24, he’s older than the Saints’ playoff aspirations. But hey, if the best they can do at 9 is ‘best player available’, then they might as well go for it. It’s like saying, ‘Let’s just pick a random player and hope he’s not the next ‘Dwayne Bowe’.’ Ah, the beauty of optimism in the NFL!