Fishy

ricksang

;P

crfische

nda_roxybabe

Ricks- I'm going to a party with a bunch of Saints fan. It was suggested I wear black and gold.

ricksang

Hahahaha Fishy!

Roxy yes wear black and gold. Represent!

crfische

It'll be a good game. I'm freaking EXCITED.

ricksang

I am too. Ricky wants Bret to win but the Saints need a superbowl. We haven't had one

SarahPLiz

It will be a GREAT game. GEAUX SAINTS!!

I used to be a Farve Fan because I liked Green Bay for LONG time (but never more than the Saints). I mean, I have tons of GB paraphenalia that I have gotten rid of the last 3 times I moved. But then Farve retired and came back so many times, I just can't trust him. He's a douche.

Plus, now I live in Austin, Drew Brees' hometown...

AmoroAgain

I'm rooting for the Saints.I kinda feel like I HAVE to!  They're like the Lions (my home state team) sad and pathetic for so long that when they're good, you just HAVE to jump on that bandwagon!

MeaghanandMichael

Well if the vikings win the whole thing maybe Brett will FINALLY retire.
Who am I kididng? No way. ugggggggh.

crfische

Our Favre, who art in Minnesota,

Hallowed be thy name.

Thy bowl will come, the games will be won,

In Miami, as they are in The Dome.

Give us this Sunday, our weekly win,

and give us touchdown passes, but do not let others pass against us.

Lead us not into frustration, but deliver us to the Super Bowl.

For thine is the MVP, the best of the NFC, and the glory of the Purple People Eaters now and forever.

Amen.....Skol Vikings !!!

ricksang

All I know is the Superdome well be very loud today. I wish I could be there.

SarahPLiz

A playoff prayer for the New Orleans Saints
By Times-Picayune Staff
January 12, 2010, 8:41AM
Good and gracious God, just as the nation of Israel stood on the
banks of the river Jordan, we the Who Dat Nation now stand on the banks
of the Mississippi, filled with joyful anticipation. We stand on these
banks looking back from whence we came. Although we do not share a
history of slavery in Egypt, we do share a common history of pain and
heartache.

   

We remember the National Football League Season of 1980 and our
downtrodden days of 1-and-15. We repent for our shameful past of
wearing bags on our heads, forgetting that you were on our side. We
recall the days when instead of looking forward to the playoffs, we
could only look at each other and tearfully say, "Wait 'til next year."

Indeed, we have been through a long journey through the desert of
athletic despair. But as we stand on these banks today, we know that
our days in the desert are over.

Just like the Hebrew children, our 40 years of wandering in the
desert have come to an end. With eyes of faith, we can see the promised
land! We can taste the Super Bowl! And, yes Lord, we believe.
Lord, it is our time to claim the blessings that you promised our
ancestors. In the name of Hap Glaudi, Jim Finks and Buddy Diliberto we
now claim our rightful place among the elite teams in the NFL.

Through the prayers and guidance of our elders Tom and Gayle Benson,
and the leadership of Rita Benson LeBlanc, we have become the strong
nation that you, our God, have always intended us to be.

We, the Who Dat Nation, are ready to do what was often considered
impossible. We are ready to march around the city of New Orleans, as
Joshua marched around Jericho. We are ready to band together in a
spirited dance, as David did in Jerusalem. We are ready to walk
together united, as the Israelites walked across the dry bed of the
river Jordan. But, we need you to hold back the waters of doubt, just
as you held back the waters of the Jordan.

Endowed with Your amazing grace, we formally begin our march to the Super Bowl!

With the faith of our ancestors, we call down the power of God to strengthen our players and coaches.

With the courage of our elders, we call down the protection of the angels to guard them from major injuries.

With four decades of hope, we call down the presence of the heavenly
saints to lead the New Orleans Saints onto the battlefield of the
gridiron.

We thank you for giving us a taste of what is to come. But, now we
are ready for the banquet. We have proven ourselves worthy of your
grace.Now, through your providence, may we, the Who Dat Nation, finally
reach the Promised Land.

Amen!

The Rev. R. Tony Ricard
Pastor, Our Lady Star of the Sea Parish


or the short version:
Our Breesus, who doth rule thy Dome, Hallowed be thy aim. Thy bowl doth come. Thy will be done, in Miami as it is in Canton. Give us this day, our 20 point lead, and forgive us our doubts. As we forgive those that crumble before us. Lead us not into 3rd and longs, and deliver us from goal-line stand. For thine is the arm, the aim and the pocket presence, forever and ever, Amen

SarahPLiz

Holy wall of text, I didn't realize it was that long. Sorry!

But I think it says something if there are priests publishing prayers equating the Saints football season to the deliverance of the Isrealites from Egypt..

MeaghanandMichael

When I was in New Orleans last Friday night people were WASTED and planning on continuing through the game. As I drove to the airport on Saturday morning all the exits to the Superdome were blocked off by at least 6 police cruisers... and this was 5am. I can not even imagine what that city is like right now. Out.of.control.

crfische

SarahPLiz

I love it Fishy!

AmoroAgain

Oh Fischey, I feel like I need to pull up all your Favre hated posts. lol!!

crfische

Oh, no need. They exist. But I'm hard pressed to find ANYTHING that doesn't include brett favre. FOR GOD SAKE, THIS was on the news in Fargo this week. Brett Favre. HEAD COACH:

AmoroAgain

Ha! Whoooops.

SarahPLiz

Foreshadowing, perhaps?

crfische

RIGHT!? Well, Brad childress is as good as worthless, but I laughed pretty hard when that came up.

SarahPLiz

Meaghan, my friend who lives in NOLA reported on FB a few minutes ago that the recessional at Mass this morning was "When the Saints Go Marching In" and then the priest broke out his trumpet. You KNOW its mayhem in the streets! I almost wish I was there, but then there is such thing as too much craziness.