The roads I take...

I almost can't believe it - even though I really do believe in the New Orleans Saints.

When they Saints go marching in.... Too bad I can' beam over and be on Bourbon Street this night. It surely is being flooded - by cheers this time, by partying, by celebration. The "fleur de lis" made it to Football heaven!

This is a victory not only for an astonishing team, it is a victory for the whole city and people people who cherish it, restore it and rebuild it by investing their hearts in it. I've been there, and I felt what a great city it is. And I'll come back, that's a promise.

In the end, Peyton - that son of New Orleans area who has grown to be one of the greatest quarterbacks up there in Indy - could not outcoach and outcall Mr. Payton. The coach on the field needed to give in to the team he usually cheers for, a team with many great people - Payton, Bush, Porter, Vilma, and of course their own quarterback - they call him the Brees...

I'm not sure I really have fully realized that "my" Saints have actually done it and WON the Super Bowl in their first attempt ever to do so.

Who Dat!