“My name is Manti Te’o, and I know a thing or two about catfish, which is why I eat at…”
Sometimes, the jokes, and commercials, write themselves. That the erstwhile captain of the 2012 season is now signed to a two-year deal in New Orleans, where catfish is something of a thing, speaks to the larger dark humor that pervades football at all levels. The Saints announced Tuesday that the former San Diego Charger is a Saint.
People don’t want Manti to succeed. I don’t mean people in New Orleans, though I was invited to not one, but three, catfish lunches today.