One interesting, and not improbable, piece of the bounty story is this: What if gamblers knew?
The NFL leads the league in betting. I'm not talking about brackets; I'm talking about point spreads. One reason professional soccer has not made it in this country is because a conventional betting line would fail. When the score is 1-0, does the winner cover? Is anybody ever more than a 1/2-goal favorite?
What if somebody wanted to put down serious money on Sunday afternoon football, and he or she knew about the bounty program New Orleans has made famous?
If Team B's offense is good was because of its quarterback, and you know that Team A is trying to take that quarterback out of the game, might you be tempted to invest a few bucks on Team A?
If you were connected, and close to the team, you might even offer to enhance the bounty yourself.
I'm not saying this happened. But it is feasible.
What's not feasible is a locker room full of players accustomed to being treated like royalty keeping the story private.
People talk. Ask the NFL.
That's why it's tough to believe that Drew Brees, a gracious man I've spent a little time around, knew nothing about the bounties. While the offense and defense often socialize with their own kind, Brees is a leader, the guy doing the pre-game dance in the middle of the circle. He's everybody's Saint.
I like him, so I want to believe him.
In unrelated news, I once believed Lance Armstrong.