Comments on: Who Dat? Superbowl Reactions http://mudbugmedia.com/blog/2010/01/25/who-dat/ Just another WordPress weblog Thu, 12 Apr 2012 19:24:19 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 By: TJ http://mudbugmedia.com/blog/2010/01/25/who-dat/comment-page-1/#comment-132 TJ Fri, 29 Jan 2010 22:04:31 +0000 http://mudbugmedia.com/blog/?p=493#comment-132 What a game. It's crazy to say, but that game will go down as one of the happiest moments of my life. I was at my local bar, Clancy's, in NYC with a giant group of friends (most of them from NYC). Some of them are Saints fans, some of them just like football and some just came to be a part of the excitement. I was so tense all game. All I could do was pace and bite by nails. When Vikings were marching down the field on that last possession, it looked like that was it. But we never lost faith. Sure enough, the tide started to turn our way with the interception, coin toss and 4th down conversion. But when Heartly sent that ball sailing through the uprights, that was it. A combination of yelling, screaming, crying and cheering erupted throughout the bar. Half the place thought we were insane and the other half was probably scared. I know I hugged a few strangers that night, but they didn't seem to mind and I think they understood why. It's difficult to describe that feeling to people that don't follow the Saints or haven't been to New Orleans before. When you pull for the Saints, you pull for New Orleans as a city. WHO DAT, BABY?! What a game. It’s crazy to say, but that game will go down as one of the happiest moments of my life. I was at my local bar, Clancy’s, in NYC with a giant group of friends (most of them from NYC). Some of them are Saints fans, some of them just like football and some just came to be a part of the excitement.

I was so tense all game. All I could do was pace and bite by nails. When Vikings were marching down the field on that last possession, it looked like that was it. But we never lost faith. Sure enough, the tide started to turn our way with the interception, coin toss and 4th down conversion. But when Heartly sent that ball sailing through the uprights, that was it. A combination of yelling, screaming, crying and cheering erupted throughout the bar. Half the place thought we were insane and the other half was probably scared. I know I hugged a few strangers that night, but they didn’t seem to mind and I think they understood why.

It’s difficult to describe that feeling to people that don’t follow the Saints or haven’t been to New Orleans before. When you pull for the Saints, you pull for New Orleans as a city.

WHO DAT, BABY?!

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