Forgive Me Saints
Forgive me for I have been an awful Louisianan.
Never mind that I haven’t lived there since I was eight nor that the last time I’ve visited has been my dad’s funeral 13 years ago in my childhood town of Zachary, about 20 miles away from Baton Rouge and 100 miles from New Orleans. But the worst of my sins was that I didn’t believe in the Saints in this Super Bowl.
I doubted them on both sides of the ball, but they made me feel the gash on their side. All of the sudden, Peyton Manning’s receivers couldn’t hold on to the ball. They were falling down on their routes. And the Saints defense didn’t allow many yards after the catch after the Colts receivers caught the ball.
The Saints played to win the game while the Colts seemed to turn conservative.