It's Super Bowl week along the gulf coast. And no matter where you go, you're bound to see somebody decked out in black and gold. From Biloxi to Bourbon Street, from Pascagoula to Poydras Street, this region of the country is alive, because the New Orleans Saints are in the Super Bowl.
The diehards remember 1967, when the franchise was born, and optimism was high. Those same fans watched in shame, often with paper bags over their heads, when the Saints became the ain'ts.
Once upon a time, Archie Manning was the face of this franchise. Suddenly, his son stands between the Saints and immortality. If New Orleans can just beat Indianapolis, the Who Dat Nation will be in heaven.
The Saints are on the brink of a Super Bowl title. Say that one time, and you almost don't believe it. But then you start reviewing this unforgettable season. 13 straight wins to open 2009. And then a playoff victory over Arizona, and an overtime thriller over Brett Favre's Minnesota Vikings.
One more win and 43 years of misery will officially be over. One more win and the Saints will turn Mardi Gras into just another party.
Thank you Drew. Thank you Coach Payton. After all we've been through the last few years, the gulf coast deserves a chance to celebrate. And you deserve the Vince Lombardi trophy.
That's our opinion, we would like to hear yours. Email your thoughts to firstname.lastname@example.org, or post your comments below.
WLOX-TV General Manager