It was with heavy heart that I state the obvious: Jen’s and my teams are out of the running for this year’s Super Bowl ring (my freakin’ Steelers, defending champions, didn’t even make it to the postseason).
I can’t speak for my illustrious writing partner, but this year I find myself (for the first time in my life) hoping that an NFC team takes home the big prize (Dear lawd, do not let my older sister read this, as she will likely disown me as her blood forever and never buy me Alyssa Milano-designed NFL merchandise for Christmas or my birthday ever again). It kinda breaks my heart that the Minnesota Vikings must face off with the New Orleans Saints in next week’s NFC Championship–ultimately meeting either the Colts or Jets in Miami–instead of competing against each other in Super Bowl XLIV.
So, for fantasy’s sake, let’s say Minnesota could win the whole thing: There’s a part of me that thinks Old Man Favre will never retire without a brand-new ring on his finger, and I wouldn’t hate watching him put both of his hands in the air to celebrate a Vikings über-win. He’s still so damn incredible. Let’s not forget the brilliant Adrian Peterson, dynamic Sidney Rice, and giant mullet-man Jared Allen, who all gel so well together–making the team a real force to reckon with all year.
But then there’s the Saints. And Drew Brees, who is basically my favorite quarterback right now (I guess he’s everyone’s, since he’s gonna be the starting QB in the Pro Bowl, but hey). Brees is a total punk (not an assholey toolbag punk like, say, Philip Rivers seems to be, but a cool dude with an awesome ‘tude like Joe Strummer or Anderson Cooper)! He’s so fun to watch.
Peep Brees revving up the guys, always a delight to observe:
Think about it: the Saints have never been to the Big Game, but this year they really kinda deserve to. Remember that they spent much of the regular season undefeated, and lost just in time to take the big, red target off of their foreheads for the playoffs. Sharper, Evans, Bush, Shockey (who I hated when he was with the Giants but looooove with the Saints)… so many amazing, likeable, determined players are on the team. And hell, the city of New Orleans and fans simply want (need) it so bad: the loyalty of NOLA being so intense, it pervades subcultures and socioeconomics and even team stats, a critical mass of folks thinking, breathing, living, chanting: “WHO DAT?”
If you aren’t convinced, perhaps this gleeful snap of my favorite celebrity Amazian Jr. at Saturday’s game will lend to the tipping point:
Are you rooting for New Orleans yet? Oh, come OOOONNNN! That photo above is ADORABLE and you know it! (More photos available on HuffPo.)
Filed under: Amazian Jr., Awesome Football Teams, Brad Pitt, Brett Favre, Drew Brees, Maddox Jolie-Pitt, Minnesota Vikings, New Orleans, New Orleans Saints, NFC, NFL, NFL Postseason, Philip Rivers, Playoffs, Punks, Super Bowl, The Cowboys, The Steelers, Who Dat?
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