I Think It's Me

I really am beginning to believe it's my fault.

As I said the other day, I didn't even know the Saints were in the playoffs, much less the NFC Championship Game until Long Suffering Brother In Law told me when we were in Louisiana a few weeks ago.

So this week I sit down and watch my first complete National Football League game of this season.

That would be yesterday.

What happens?

The Saints lost.

I think it's me, because when I was watching the Colts-Patriots game, the Patriots were pretty dominant. When I turned off the TV and worked on Photoshopping some photos, and then later turned it on to check the score, the Colts were doing great, pretty much going toe to toe with the Patriots.

So I turned the TV off again.

I finally got to where I couldn't take it any more and turned the TV back on. The Patriots had the ball, there were 49 seconds left in the game, and the Colts were winning! 38-34.

Tom Brady completed a good pass and followed that up by throwing an interception, whereupon Payton Manning took a knee and they were on the way to the superbowl.

Conclusions: If the team I want to win is winning, then I can go ahead and watch the game, but if they are losing, it's my fault and I should immediately turn off the TV to give them a chance.

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Don't forget to go on over to Mimi Writes and check out some great posts on the Blog Carnival of Meme posts that Mimi Lenox is hosting for The Bestest Blog of All-Time.

I entered one of my Thursday Thirteens in it, The Party Pooper's Guide® To Halloween, and it's my first time to join a blog carnival.

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And since I have a hard time putting up a post without a photo, I got out a couple from the archives.

These are photos of my favorite guitarist, Brad Noah of Disciple. I love this guy's playing; plus he's a Les Paul - Wah Pedal - Marshall kind of guy, which makes me love him pretty much right off the bat without even hearing him. I guess it's a good thing I can't play like him, Lovely Wife would have a complete bum on her hands. I would just sit around and do nothing but wail on wah pedal heavy metal guitar leads all day. Every day.

These were taken at Zion Christian Church in Palm Bay, in April 2004.


These were taken with our old Sony DSC S-75 digital camera, it's slow as all get-out, but it takes good pictures.

I Really Should Care More About This...

This coming week, the New Orleans Saints will play the Chicago Bears (Da Bears!) for their conference crown in America's National Football League. If they win this next game, they'll be in the upcoming Superbowl!

First of all, I had no idea they had made it to the playoffs until a couple of weeks ago when my Brother In Law mentioned it when we were in Louisiana.

Shows just how important the National Football League is in my life, Huh?

I was born in Louisiana, in a town in the northeast part of the state, called Bastrop.

I consider Monroe, Louisiana my home town.

I remember the heady days of "The Ain'ts", what the Saints were called because they were so bad. They sucked wind, I tell ya. They were so bad, it was fun to watch them.

I remember loving to watch Saints games (they showed them a lot, in regional broadcasts) to see the people in the stands, the Saints fans mind you, wearing paper sacks over their heads with eye holes punched in them so they could see the game.

This was way before the demonic invasion of plastic grocery sacks. Paper sacks were cheap and plentiful, even politically correct back then.

My how times change.

I watched a lot of professional football as a young person, and I always wanted the Saints to do well, even though they weren't my favorite team. I was from Louisiana though, and they were from Louisiana, and they were underdogs, and I'm a complete sucker for the underdogs of the world, so I never minded when the Saints would win over one of the teams I liked. (Minnesota Vikings with Fran Tarkenton, and the Houston Oilers of the Bum Phillips, Earl Campbell era)

I didn't even watch their game against the Philadelphia Eagles this past weekend. They won. Hey, now that I think of it, maybe that's why they won!

So here's to the Ain'tsSaints. I hope they win it all.

Now I'll have to go back and read about what they did this season so I can speak knowledgably about it and look like a real Saints fan when my coworkers talk sports.

And I guess I should have picked up a couple of Saints shirts or something while we were in Louisiana after Christmas. Lord knows they're almost impossible to find in this part of Florida.

Lovely Wife DID buy me a Louisiana Tech license plate to put on the front of my car. :)

I have four years of mental sweat that I put into Louisiana Tech, so I'll put that plate on my car proudly.

And oh yeah, Go Saints! I've always been your most loyal fan. I knew y'all could do it.

Never doubted you.