The New Orleans Saints and Divine Intervention

Yesterday there was a shift in the cosmos.
The New Orleans Saints, invented in 1967, a team whose only consistency was in last-minute losses, won the NFC Conference title and IS GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL.

Again: the SUPER BOWL.  The SAINTS.

Holy fried oyster poboys ya'll!

There is no doubt in my mind that divine forces were deeply at work in the Superdome on January 24, 2010.  Simple proof was that Brett Favre, the opposing star QB, was about ready to throw the final touchdown in the last few seconds of the game. He threw an interception. There was overtime. There was a field goal. There was a miracle.

Where the Saints are, otherworldly forces are always at work.

From what I hear, Bourbon Street ran out of liquor last night, fireworks and assorted hooting kept my parents awake, the whole of southern Louisiana called in sick to work, and Walmart sold out of Saints swag faster than Budweiser tallboy halfracks before a hurricane.

So suddenly this fleur-de-lis tattoo I've had on my forearm since 2005 is team spirit....

GO SAINTS!