Mike Scott, TP

My middle child, Ben, turned 10 years old on Sunday. That means that every year for exactly half of his life, as the scorching heat of July gives way to the face-melting heat of August, we’ve immersed ourselves in our own version of Saints training camp

There are no wind sprints here, no five-on-five drills. Only occasionally is there rookie hazing. In our version of training camp, we stretch our thumbs and dive into the latest available version of the “Madden NFL” video game and, in an optimistic show of genetic Who Dattitude, we take the New Orleans Saints to the Super Bowl.

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