Okay. So it’s no secret that I’m a rabid New Orleans Saints fan. Have been for decades; even went through the “Ain’ts” stage, complete with bag on head.
This year, though, is altogether different. They’re playing Sunday against Minnesota for a chance at all the marbles. The winner goes to the Superbowl.
Yes, the Superbowl. The Saints. All in the same paragraph.
Excitement.
Don’t try to call my house on Sunday. I’ll be busy screaming and jumping up and down.
Gotta be there.