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Week 8 MNF playlist

The Daily Jolt's MNF playlist Ray Gustini

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On the surface, tonight’s divisional showdown between the Saints and Falcons is so exciting that you might not even require a playlist to sit through it. On the off chance the game is not as good as advertised, here are some songs to bridge the gap between Reggie Bush taunting penalties.

“Just a Silhouette” by Exlovers. Bobby Big Wheel made note of Mike McCarthy’s striking resemblance to a portly man ordering at Denny’s in his morning column, so I won’t belabor that point any further, except to say McCarthy may be the only coach in the NFL to wear pleated pants. Did he need to get special permission from Reebok to wear those, like when Jack Del Rio and Mike Nolan started wearing suits a few years ago? He’s built like post-rehab Matthew Perry.

APThe reason this column exists.

“Lucinda” by Jesse Malin. The secret goal of this column is to eventually recommend every song ever recorded by Jesse Malin, Paul Westerbeg and Josh Ritter. Eighteen months in and I think we’re about 60 percent of the way there.

“Nothin’ No” by David Vandervelde. Credit Tim Kawakami of the San Jose Mercury News for originally mentioning this point on Twitter yesterday, but the highlight of the Oakland’s 24-16 loss to the Chargers was just how out of position Darrius Heyward-Bey was on the final lateral from Johnnie Lee Higgins. This play isn’t really making the highlight reels, but it’s worth seeking out if you have the chance. Just awful. Steve Sabol should give all his cameramen orders that Higgins, Louis Murphy, Shane Lechler, Kirk Morrison, and Nnamdi Asomugha are only to be filmed in low-angle, Kubrick-esque shots for the rest of the season in order to properly capture their descent into madness.

“Just Like A Drummer” by The Wave Pictures. I was up on my high horse last week about no network airing the original “Halloween” this year. As it turns out, AMC ran it once, at 2 p.m. on Saturday. Sorry, I guess. (Side note: Has a hero ever accomplished less over a series of movies than Sam Loomis? His incompetence was directly responsible for the death of dozens of nubile Illinois teenagers. The lesson: trenchcoat-wearing Brits are not as trustworthy as they may initially appear.)

“Brand New Orange” by Limbeck. From the Things I Wish I Could Unwrite Department, here’s an excerpt from my Friday write-up for the Cardinals/Panthers game: “[Arizona has] become A Serious Team. Indianapolis, New England, Pittsburgh and (maybe) New Orleans are the same way. Ruthless is too strong a word; let’s call them efficient. They’re the teams that won’t not show up, if you’ll forgive the double negative.” Oops.

APMike Singletary's $80 million return specialist.

“I’ll Take Us Home” by Matt & Kim. Midway through his first full season in charge of the 49ers, Mike Singletary continues to elude recognition as a genuinely awful coach. He may have hit rock bottom this weekend when Nate Clements broke his shoulder blade on a punt return. Yes, because if there’s one thing a team with an awful secondary should do, it’s send their best CB back to return punts. That’s really knowing the pulse of your team, Samurai Mike.

“The Fuse” by Bruce Springsteen. The most criminally overlooked Springsteen song of the decade. People (including The Boss himself, who almost never plays it live) seem determined to overlook it. Not even Spike Lee and Terence Blanchard could raise its profile when they remixed it and played it over the “25th Hour” credits.

“Where the Sun Had Been” by Mason Jennings. Since he started picking games against the spread three weeks ago, Matt Bowen is 22-16-1 compared to my 20-18-1. I have the Falcons tonight and he has the Saints, so there will be blood. Oh yes, there will be blood…

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