MORE LIKE BREAKING GOOD

I WAS LEFT FEELING BLUE

Last Sunday night was a significant night in my life. It was the Breaking Bad finale. 

There have been other big finales. But only a few that had me itching for weeks for it to happen: Friends, Lost, 24, Desperate Housewives. That's the list. 

I've been preaching this show more than I've ever preached a show before. Plus, every episode of the last season was epic and only fueled my appetite. Friends and Lost had their worst seasons in the last one. So this felt even bigger. 

Tina and I hosted a party at my house. She barbecued a shit load of chicken and ribs with some corn on a cob. Kelly made some chicken fajita concoction. Tina also made cupcakes, bacon and bought this cake. 

Felina was the name of the finale. We ate, we drank (Dave brought Knob Creek, the favorite drink of Hank) and we discussed what crazy shit could go down in the finale. 

Then the episode happened. And I ... didn't like it. Nothing Bad happened. Walter made a plan to make things right before he died, and his plan worked. That's it. 

Sure, there were nice moments -- Walter saying goodbye to Holly, Jesse choking the life out of Todd and Walter dying surrounded by his chemistry set. But overall, it didn't do it for me. 

The consensus seems to be really positive on the finale. I didn't mean to end up on the opposite side of the majority. Lots of people didn't like the Lost finale. I loved it. It happens. 

Maybe in time the finale will grow on me, but it was just too neat. Maybe my expectations were too high, but there was just no twist at all. It was predictable. Yes, the climax was actually in the ante penultimate episode, but still. There should have been more. 

So Breaking Bad didn't jump up any more spots on my all-time list. I'm going to let it digest and decide if it drops from fourth and if so, how many spots. 

In the meantime, my TV feels oh so empty. The only shows I'm big right now are Sunny, Parks and Rec, The Middle and Parenthood. 

Another compliant: I really wanted Walter to use chemistry in the finale to outwit his foes. He used machinery but not chemistry. 

He should have killed the Nazis with barium and bromine. Or scalped them like Brad Pitt. Either way. 

THE TINA CURSING CORNER

My mom loved the finale. 

At the party before it aired, mom was wondering how many people would watch. "MASH was the record. You see how many people watched that fucking finale?"

About the anticipation for the finale: "Everyone is wondering what the fuck's gonna happen."

After a few days to think about the finale, mom thought the ending song fit. "Baby Blue is a perfect fucking song. He missed the fucking chemistry. I'm rewatching it, and I said this is fucking weird. I didn't cry during the show, and now three days later, I am."

She continued: "Sorry you didn't like the ending, but that song was fucking perfect."

SEVEN SAINTLY SIGHTINGS

1. I went to the Dolphins game on Monday night using Brick's tickets. It was like watching your adopted child and your birth child go against each other. I cheered for my birth child. 

2. I almost called child's services on the way to my seat. 

Can't we get this poor child a better jersey than the most hated man on the team? Terrible parenting. 

Question: Ingram and Harper are the two most hated Saints players. Who is third?

3. In the offseason, Jimmy Graham said he was going to "pitch a tent in Drew's backyard." Looks like they had some good nights bonding in Drew's backyard because they are hooking up so well this season. One or both would get second place votes right now for MVP. 

4. I was able to observe the whole game better in person. Brees missed some opponent receivers because his first read was on the other side of the field, and the pocket collapsed before he could get through his progressions. Something to keep an eye on in closer games. 

And other times he skipped the first open receiver. On a third down in the first half, Colston slanted from the slot and broke open over the middle of the field. 

Brees was looking that way, but threw to a slanting Stills from the outside. Stills was covered, and the pass was broken up, forcing a punt. Bad, Drew. 

5. The killer instinct has been there the past two weeks, which is the reason for the blowouts. The Saints are 6 of 12 in killer instinct percentage the past two games after starting the season 0 for 11. 

6.  Paul left our seats at halftime and got lost trying to get back. 

7. And didn't they change the name of the other pro sports team here. Sure doesn't look like it.