Tonight, the New Orleans Saints won their game and they are headed to the Super Bowl. As I live about 100 miles from New Orleans and the Superdome, you can imagine that things are in a bit of an uproar here.
As some of you know, Big Sis lives in New Orleans. Tonight, driving in from my house she arrived at her apartment to hear yelling from the apartment building next to hers. She got out of her truck and looked over at the other building, the apartment with open windows from which all the noise was pouring. There was a man screaming and he sounded angry, a woman was screaming. "Oh no" she thought, "Domestic violence". Then, she realized they were watching the game.
After the Saints won in overtime with a field goal, she called to tell me that the entire street sounded as if they had been transported to stadium. Everyone was out yelling and celebrating, fireworks were going off, general pandemonium reigned. Sounds like a lot of fun.
I know, tomorrow there will be a lot of celebrating around the proverbial water cooler. Congratulations Saints!
(The above photo is from a walk in the New Orleans French Quarter a few years ago. Notice the disco ball, I kind of want one for my porch but I have a feeling Fin might think it was tacky.)