Who Dat?...and "True Dat!"

As y'all that have visited Andy's Place very long know, I am not a real fan of pro football. College is a whole 'nother thing, though. But, when I do get interested in pro football, it's because my 'Boys are having a good season.

In many ways, Northwest Louisiana is much more like East Texas than LA. So, growing up here, EVERYBODY was a Dallas Cowboy fan. I cut my teeth on Dandy Don, Walt Garrison, Lee Roy Jordan, and then on along through the Staubach, Danny White years, then through the glory with Troy & EmiSmiff!

And, I have watched those poor Saints fans suffer for my entire life. I mean, there have been years that the Saints were so bad that they couldn't win the black and gold game. Even though I've never been a Saints fan, ya' gotta feel good for 'em. And, I do.

On our statewide talk radio program, The Moon Griffon Show yesterday, grown men called in confessing tears of joy when it sunk in that Da Saints Is Goin' To The Super Bowl!

A fellow Louisianan, Moogie P posted a Times-Picayune video. If you watched the game, you saw the shots of Bourbon Street while the game was going on. The Mrs. said, "Wow. You don't see it that empty very often." I told her that everybody was in the bars, or in the Dome.

Well, it didn't stay that way. The video has a lot of drunk people in it, but it's still pretty good. Ya' gotta love the brass band. Watch it if you want to...it was a little jerky for me loading this morning. (It's down at the bottom of this post)

Also, my buddy, CosmicConservative (a former Louisianian) sent me a computer letter titled "You Know You're From Louisiana When..." It's pretty cute. And, "True Dat!"

You know you're from Louisiana when...

-Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside, even in December.
-You reinforce your attic to store Mardi Gras beads
-You don't look twice when you see pink flamingos in yards of nice subdivisions during Mardi Gras.
-You save newspapers, not for recycling but for tablecloths at crawfish boils.
-Your ancestors are buried above the ground .
-You drink Community Coffee, have tried Starbucks, but don't see what all the fuss is about. (YEAH!!!)
-You take a bite of five-alarm chili and reach for the Tabasco.
-Every once in a while, you have waterfront property .
-You sit down to eat boiled crawfish and your host says, 'Don't eat the dead ones,' and you know what he means.
-You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.
-You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras beads.
-Little old ladies push YOU out of the way to catch Mardi Gras beads .
-You believe that purple, green , and gold look good together.
-Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.
-You know what a nutria is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team.
-Your town is low on the education chart, high on the obesity chart and you don't care because you're No. 1 on the party chart.
-Your house payment is less than your utility bill.
-You know that Tchoupitoulas is a street and not a disease.
-Your grandparents are called 'Mam-Maw' and 'Paw-Paw.'
-Your Santa Claus rides an alligator and your favorite Saint is a football player.
-You cringe every time you hear an actor with a Southern or Cajun accent in a 'New Orleans-based' movie or TV show.
-You have to reset your clocks after every thunderstorm.
-You're walking in the French Quarter with a plastic cup of beer.
-When it starts to rain, you cover your beer instead of your head.
-You've eaten at one or more of these restaurants, AND know how to pronounce them: Prejeans, Tu Jac's, Gallatoire's, Ralph & Kacoo's, Brunet's, or Mulatte's.
-You eat dinner out and spend the entire meal talking about all the other good places you've eaten.
-You call home just to find out what your momma'nem are having for supper tonight.
-You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Louisiana

Saints Video: Bourbon Street