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Chicks Taking Charge: The Chick Who Made Payton “Play it Forward”

By now you’ve probably heard of Saints Coach Sean Payton’s ambitious plan to launch a new non-profit organization called “Payton’s Play It Forward.” What you probably don’t know is that the organization may never have gotten off the ground if not for one fateful night over a bottle of wine with a Texas chick who doesn’t take no for an answer.

We’ll get to that night in a moment. But first, we want you to meet and understand this lady from the Lone Star state. Karen Hegner, pictured above (left) with Sean’s wife Beth, is the essence of all things southern. She’s got charm, smarts, wit, and balls. That’s right, a chick with balls…but not in the RuPaul kind of way. She’s got the kind of balls it takes to start up a non-profit and grow it into a hugely successful welfare to work organization called Crossroads Housing. She’s got the kind of balls it takes to approach the almighty Dallas Cowboys and convince them to sponsor her organization. And she’s got the kind of balls it takes to push a man like Sean Payton to change the culture of a city through his work off the football field.
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Should Joe Horn be a Saint…Again?

It is the worst kept secret since Jeff Garcia came out of the closet. Oh wait, that hasn’t happened…yet. Well, it’s one of the worst kept secrets since OJ’s “non-confession” confession in the book If I Did It. Joe “Hollywood” Horn wants out of Atlanta. And we can’t say we really blame him.

The guy went to A-town in the hopes of teaming up with one of the leagues most feared and game changing quarterbacks. Instead, he ended up sitting on the sidelines playing witness to a nonstop blooper reel courtesy of Joey Harrington, Byron Leftwich, and some insurance salesman dude or whatever he was. While it’s in my genetic code to laugh at any form of misery brought upon a Falcon player, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I still have a soft spot for my old cup o’ Joe. So the question remains, if Joe Horn asked to return to the Saints, should we take him back?
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Ready For His Close-up

For all those who found themselves tossing and turning at night wondering what Jon Vilma would look like in his black and gold Saints uniform, sleep easy my pretties. Jon finally wrapped up his photo shoot with the team and the Saints new defensive “hot shot” turned out some hot shots soon to be added to his website. Check them out for yourself…((Getty Images))

Notes on a Minicamp

New Orleans Saints Website

Wanna know how Deuce McAllister performed on his repaired knee at minicamp?  Get the news straight from the stallion’s mouth.  In an interview with reporters, Deuce spoke positively about his recovery, saying his past experience rehabbing from knee surgery will help him out this time around.  His team leader Drew Brees also weighed in on Deuce’s progress, giving props to his teammate for seemingly overcoming yet another major health setback.
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Pecs in the City

Sports Illustrated

This weekend’s release of the Sex and the City movie has chicks everywhere about as giddy as a 12 year old boy who just discovered his dad’s stack of “Tits and Tail” magazine. But for these Chicks, this weekend isn’t just about Carrie, Charlotte, Samantha and Miranda. It’s about Reggie, Marques, Deuce, and Will. It’s about Saints minicamp…our first real dose of anything football related in months. So that means, in keeping with our 12 year old boy analogy, this weekend is like finding that “Tits and Tail” magazine, discovering the world of online porn, and unlocking the parental code on an adult movie channel…all in a matter of hours. Oh yeah, we’ve got some major movie/minicamp wood! Continue reading

I Thought I Loved All Things Saints, UNTIL

Simon: “Ab-sol-ute-ly dreadful. I mean really, it made my ears bleed..”

Paula: “Me like cookies.” (Proceeds to bark like a dog)

Randy: “Yo, I don’t know dog. Just keep trying you know. I like your spirit dog, I do. But, this just ain’t your thang.”

Nola Chick: ‘A’ for the wardrobe. ‘A’ for effort. And the rest…well. I always heard if you can’t say anything nice, silently mock those who appall you.

Tit for Tat

Seems like you can’t go to a sports blog or site these days without seeing a picture of a chick in a bikini or a scantily clad NFL wife like the lovely Carmella Garcia as seen above. Since we’re chicks, you’d probably expect us to get all bent out of shape about this and say things like “men are pigs!” and “stop demeaning women!” And while we do agree that yes, many men are very gross, we also know that the chicks in those pics didn’t pose with a gun to their heads. They wanted to be ogled at, the men wanted to ogle, so…sounds like a win-win all around.

In the continuous spirit of not being haters, we’ve decided that if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em…and in the process gross yourself out. So we’ve decided to salute the best of the best in boobs. They’re not plastic, perky, or even pretty. They’re sometimes hairy, oft times flabby, 100% certified man boobs. Continue reading