This just in. Whether or not
the Saints win the Super Bowl, Mardi Gras will go on as planned.
Earlier plans to cancel Mardi Gras, should the Saints lose, have been
scuttled. Just kidding, Saints fans. If any city ever
deserved to celebrate a team in the Super Bowl, it would be New
Orleans. And if the Super Bowl happens to be on the Sunday just
before Mardi Gras, so much the better.
Saints fans have already let their good times roll into South Florida.
They have brought their crawdads and their “who dats” and their fiddles
and their Zydeco music and have turned South Beach into Bourbon Street.
They came from Met’tree and be hangin’ from the gall-reeee and be
talkin’ about Drew Bree. Saints fans are taking over Collins Avenue and
We sent Little Lyle down to Miami (N’awlins East) to interview a Saints
fan or two and we told him to brush up on his Cajun so he could
understand their responses. Results:
Little Lyle: I found a
Saints fan. What is your name, sir?
Saints fan: Jean Claude
Devreaux. Houma, Louisiana.
Little Lyle: Who ya going
to lose to? The Colts, that’s who.
Saints fan: The Colts?
The Colts? Who dat?
Little Lyle: Indianapolis
Colts. Sir, when N’awlins boy Manning beats you are you going to give
up red beans and booze for lent?
Saints fan: Soc au’ lait.
(What the?) Youse too picayune to be doggin’ my Saints.
Little Lyle: I’ll find
another one. Here’s one in a Saints hat. Sir, what is your name?
Saints Fan 2: Jean Claude
Boudreaux. Bayou Lafourche, Louisiana.
Little Lyle: Actually I
drive a Honda, sir. Tell me what are you going to do when the Colts go
marchin’ in all over your team?
Saints Fan 2: Laissez le
Bon temp roule’. (let the good times roll)
Little Lyle: The guy
walked away and then he said LeBron was lazy temporarily, I think. Hey,
I wonder if that yat knows they’re not playing Cleveland. And it’s
Little Lyle: Oh, well.
I’ll try this again. Here’s a tatted up skinny old guy. Your name, sir?
Saints Fan 3: Max Cady.
Cape Fear, North Carolina.
Little Lyle: Oh, good.
For a moment I thought every Saints fan was named Jean Claude.
Saints Fan 3: That’s a
little Van Dammish, isn’t it?
Little Lyle: I’ll say.
And the last fan I interviewed didn’t know football from basketball.
This is the first time ever for the Saints to reach the Super Bowl. So
many years of losing.
Saints Fan 3: Oh yeah, I
know all about loss. Do you mind if’n I held your keys?
Little Lyle: The keys to
my Honda? You’re not going to tell me to buy a Ford, are you?
Saints Fan 3: It’s been
fourteen years since I held a set uh keys. Do you mind if’n I put my
arm around you?
Little Lyle: You’re…
you’re… you’re an old guy with lots of tattoos!
Saints Fan 3: Are you my
friend? Are you my friend? My granddaddy used to handle snakes in
church. Do you mind walkin’ me to your car?
Little Lyle: Don’t you
want to talk about Drew Brees? Reggie Bush? The defense? Mommie!!