Once again, Alex Woodward proves he's the only sober writer in New Orleans!
Man, July is a slooooow news month, isn't it?
Anyone who wouldn't serve Roger Goodell probably doesn't own their own business. If I had a restaurant and Goodell walked in with his huge entourage, I would say "right this way; enjoy your dinner. Welcome to New Orleans."
Why? Because that's the professional, adult thing to do in that situation. Anyone who "hates" Goodell is wasting their own time and should maybe think about hating on things that actually matter, like CEOs of companies that burn down rain forests or blow up oil rigs in the Gulf.
Saying this as a lifelong Saints fan, by the way. It's practically my religion but at the end of the day, I got better things to do than worry about whether or not the Saints are going to win.
So if you're sitting there in the dark, rocking back and forth thinking about how much Goodell wronged you personally, try watching Ace Ventura: Pet Detective so you can find out what your future looks like, Ray Finkle. Loo-hoo. Za-her.
Whoever heard of "CEOs for Cities" before this article? Ah, the point of 'lists.' Well played, instant-gratification journalism. You've done it again.
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