Sat up in bed early this morning, a Sunday morning, knowing this would happen. Changed into my Ashley shirt at halftime. I knew they’d win, but didn’t know how or by how many points. Three good dead-on Hartley field goals. Then, the Tracy Porter interception and runback. I have never been more certain of victory.
At this moment in time and history, I sit shaking in utter disbelief. But why? I knew all along. Still, like Cade, I took the above picture and am posting it here, so that when I look at this blog tomorrow, I will know it’s not just a dream. Thank you, Drew Brees. We deserve this, New Orleans. You deserve this, lifelong Saints fans. A team that plays with so much heart had to have destiny on their side.
WHO DAT! WHO DAT! WHO DAT SAY DEY GONNA BEAT DEM SAINTS? NO ONE.
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Since Ashley isn’t around to crow about this win, the first place I thought to come and congratulate someone was you. I’m so happy for the team. Someone asked me if this matters, “It’s just a football game.” I said, “Yeah, but it made a lot of my friends in NOLA really happy, and that means something. We need our victories symbolic and otherwise.”