(Last week: 6-10)
Once again, I'm writing this before the game is over. Because, really, it's all over.
This Saints team won't win another game this year. With everything that's happened to them, I almost believe it's divine intervention at the hand of a particularly cruel deity.
Even with the astounding amount of injuries, I thought they had a shot against the Ravens. After all, Drew Brees had a chance to beat the last team he hasn't beaten, and it was Monday Night Football, and milestones and prime time are two of his best motivators. Alas, Baltimore had them beat in every phase, in a way that infuriated me. It's always infuriating to see the ones you support completely dominated, especially when it's by swaggering jerks.
To say nothing of the Saints' ineptitude in general. And don't even get me started on the bent officiating. Or that the terrible Ferguson decision was issued during the game. What a miserable night. Not that the two events are even remotely equivalent, but my faith in just about everything died a little more tonight.
The worst part, football-wise, is that there are several weeks left in the season. After three straight losses at home, I don't think there's anything the Saints can do right. Like I said early in the season, there's something wrong with this team that's deeper than what's happening on the field. I'm not sure what the answer is, apart from a lot of turnover in the offseason.
It's only through the bizarre ineptitude of the entire NFC South that the Saints weren't eliminated from playoff contention long ago. But they will be soon enough. There's nothing left.
What a shame. What a waste.