
Well it's time to take a little trip back in time, and into the Superdome. For me and my sister this was where we were first exposed to professional sports. New Orleans, when we were growing up, didn't have much success keeping professional sports teams (the Jazz-basketball team-Gone, the Brass-hockey team-Gone.) So no matter how bad, and things often were really bad, we all stuck with the Saints.
But let me be honest here, I mostly enjoyed going to see the Saints because it was something fun to do on Sunday. A day usually reserved for hibernating inside trying to do the last of the homework due Monday. Once in the Superdome, no game was complete without
soggy nachos! (We'd intentionally let the cheese sit on them until they were no longer crunchy and then fight over who gets the most cheese covered chip.) The occasional cheering always caught me by surprise because unless there was the possibility of a touchdown I had the binoculars in my hands and I was looking for the mascot (Zero- (Yes, that was a mascot for a while) or my grandparents (in their seats behind the goal post. )
Well, fast forward to today since I'm not twelve anymore. The Saints have won the Superbowl!! It was a long journey and through much of it I tuned out since it got to be a bit ridiculous and I was convinced it was never really going to happen. I'm so happy for every true die hard fan that watched every game (or almost every game) hoping and knowing the day would come.
As for me, I wasn't in Miami or New Orleans for this very special game but I managed to keep my snacks simple and my focus on the game this time.
(Stay tuned for pictures from the victory parade...NO here I come!)