Or,
Who dat say they gonna beat them Saints?
Say what you will about bread and circuses, of the massive injustice of rehabbing the Superdome while entire neighborhoods continue to rot. All of that is true. But the fact of the matter is that losing the Saints would have been even more devastating. And this yesterday from a New Orleans correspondent:
[We] spent a good part of [Sunday] night in a downtown parking lot setting up tents, slow cooking brisket, etc - [X. and Y.] are leaving work early so they have plenty of time to coat themselves (and me) in gold body paint. [N.] has called me three times this morning trying to figure out how to get all of his meat downtown and still ride his bike so he can get really drunk.
Read that last sentence again -- this is a professional adult with college-age kids who is spending
the bulk of a weekday morning figuring out how to feed all of his people, get
drunk, and not kill anyone on the way home. Remind me again why there is not a Nobel Prize for tailgating? This is the mixture of generosity
and profligacy that makes
Football is a social event for most a passion for some. It is a better vice than most, me Im addicted to coaching youth football and the Single Wing Offense. It could be worse.
Posted by: Dave Cisar | Tuesday, 13 February 2007 at 10:43 AM