I wasn't talking about New Orleans, just the saints. If you think a bunch of millionare football players were effected even a little by what that city went through, you're fooling yourself. And if they had won that game and - god forbid - the superbowl, we'd be getting their "feel-good story of the year" crap shoved down our throats for years to come. And I can do without that beating, thanks.
If you think a bunch of millionare football players were effected even a little by what that city went through, you're fooling yourself.
If you don't think that all of these millionaire football players had family and friends and favorite restaurants and parks and whatnot that they lost, you're fooling yourself. The devastation was region wide and it continues to this day. Nothing "Fake-Ass" about it.
It would be ridiculous to suggest that their win would change anything about the ongoing recovery in the Gulf South region. But it would have been nice. Again, Boo-Hoo.
(And although I haven't seen Brangelina yet, we probably travel in different covens. I'll let you know if I do, though. Want a lock of his hair?)
Eh, to me it doesn't matter so much what it meant to the players as what it meant to the community. There's an article in the NYT right now about how New Orleans probably will only top out at half of its previous population, and about how that may affect (or kill) the survival of its unique culture.
Forget the media spectacle. (And yes, there IS a spectacle.) That the city, as we knew it, may never recover -- that's a very sad thing. And it can be argued (rationally) that the city needed something like the Super Bowl to lift it up some.
I'm not saying the Saints' loss is another death knell to New Orleans. But their win sure as hell couldn't have hurt -- even if it meant that the rest of us had to suffer through two weeks of endless human interest stories on cable network news.
Woot! I was actually going to go search for that, but forgot. So you both jogged my memory and saved me the trouble. Awesome!
I actually, um, this is about to sound so totally 80s.... sigh. OK, a bunch of friends and I, in elementary school, did a lip-synch performance in front of the school. My "main" number was a Pointer Sister's song, and then at the end we all danced and lip synched to the Super Bowl Shuffle. One of the younger boys dressed up in a big box, with "72" painted on it, to be Refrigerator Perry. My brother, I believed, did a break dance during one of the musical interludes. It... well, really, it was just plain awesome.
I hadn't seen that video in a while. It just TOTALLY BLEW MY MIND. Hee hee.
On preview: Part of the mind blowing was the Fridge. I remember him being the largest person I had ever seen on tv, by, like, orders of magnitude. Looking at him now, he barely even registers as large.