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It Was a “Super” Night!

In Family, Inspiration and Motivation, Life Lessons, Pursuit of Happiness on February 8, 2010 at 9:03 am

Whether you are a football fan or not, the Super Bowl is a time for celebration.  It is the one day of the year when people stay tuned to one channel without flipping around, as the commercials have become nearly as important as the game itself.  Although it is not a holiday, it might as well be, as people get together for large gatherings.

So, why was it a “Super” night for me?  Was it a big party? Was it winning money?  Was it seeing my favorite team win?  The answer to all of these questions is “no.” Although I was rooting for the Saints (as the rest of the nation seemingly was outside of Indianapolis), I am not a lifelong Saints fan.  I didn’t buy so much as one box in an office pool.  It would have been kind of silly anyway since I work from home, and I would have just been winning back my own money.  And we didn’t attend a big Super Bowl party.  It was a party of four in our living room, and I can’t think of a better way to celebrate.

My daughter was excited about the snacks and food (understandable for a 3-yr old).  At the onset of the game, she proclaimed…“The blue team sucks!  I like the team wearing white!” We all got a good laugh at the salty language being bandied about by the kid who seems to be “the life of the party” even when no celebration is going on.  My son also liked the snacks and food, but he was more excited to watch the game.

This is the first Super Bowl where my son was really captivated by the game, and paid attention to every play.  As the Saints started to take charge, he moved closer to me so that he didn’t have to keep getting up from the other couch to give me “high fives” and “fist bumps” to celebrate good plays.  By the time that the third quarter rolled around, my daughter went to bed and my wife fell asleep on the couch.  From that point on, it was all about the game for my son and me.

We watched a record being broken by the Saints kicker, Garrett Hartley (who went to school in Southlake, TX – a nearby town).  We watched the Saints march up and down the field, due in large part to the play of Drew Brees (a Dallas, TX native who would be named MVP).  While we are not from Texas, we are living here now, and it was fun to see the local boys shining on the brightest stage that there is in sports.

In the fourth quarter, when a Peyton Manning pass was intercepted and returned for a touchdown, I knew that the game was over.  It just seemed all year long that the Saints were a team of destiny.  Even though the city has come a long way since the devastation of Hurricane Katrina, you couldn’t help but root for them to finally get the chance to celebrate their beloved Saints.  It’s hard to imagine now, but there was talk at one point of the Saints leaving New Orleans.  They truly were the ultimate underdog.

Overall, this Super Bowl “lived up to the hype” as they say.  It was a great game.  And though the Saints ended up winning by two touchdowns, the game was closer than the score would indicate.  Beyond the game itself, the underlying human interest stories made things even more compelling.  There were players on both teams with close ties to Haiti.  I would guess that a significant amount of money was raised as the donation information was displayed during the game.  Seeing how far the city of New Orleans has come from their own natural disaster shows just how strong the human spirit is, and how resilient people can be.  The lessons that can be learned from this game were (in some ways) more important than the game itself.

If I had to pick one thing that made it a “Super” night for me, it would be the bonding with my son, which is why I am glad that he was right next to me as we witnessed the greatest, most memorable Super Bowl image that I have ever seen.  Many people will remember the amazing play of Drew Brees when looking back on Super Bowl XLIV.  I will remember a teary-eyed Drew Brees holding his baby boy in his arms, wearing a set of enormous headphones to protect his ears from the noise, and a replica of his dad’s jersey.  As he was being interviewed while holding his son, you could tell that it was the moment that he cherished the most.

As time passes, this game will blend in with Super Bowls of the past.  What I will always remember about this Super Bowl is the father-son bonding and the lasting image of Drew Brees celebrating with his son.


In Inspiration and Motivation, Life Lessons on January 25, 2010 at 7:05 am

On August 29, 2005, Hurricane Katrina devastated the city of New Orleans.  The Superdome was used as a makeshift “shelter of last resort” for those who were unable to evacuate New Orleans before Katrina hit.  However, during the storm, a large section of the outer covering was ripped off by Katrina’s 140-mph winds, rendering the Superdome unsafe, and leaving the Saints without a home.

In the scheme of things, the loss that was suffered by the people of New Orleans was much worse than a football team not having a home stadium.  However, the Saints are important to the people of New Orleans, so not having them to cheer for only made matters worse.

Scrambling to find a place to play their home games, the Saints were able to work out their schedule so that they played half of their home games in LSU’s Tiger Stadium in Baton Rouge, and the other half in the Alamodome in San Antonio, TX (although their first “home” game ended up being at Giants Stadium).

Initially, it seemed that there was no way that the Saints would ever be able to return to New Orleans.  Even if the Superdome was returned to its pre-Katrina condition, who would come to the games?  It was believed that the people of New Orleans would be so focused on rebuilding their lives, that they wouldn’t have the time, money or inclination to support their beloved team of nearly 40 years.  While everyone sympathized with the plight of the people of New Orleans, most football experts and fans believed that they would never be able to support an NFL team again.

It didn’t take long for the rumors of a permanent move to San Antonio to start spreading like wildfire.  Was it really possible that the Saints had played their last game ever in New Orleans?  Was the city about to suffer another blow to its already-fragile psyche?  Thankfully, the answer to both of these questions turned out to be a resounding “NO!”

Against all odds, the Saints played their 2006 home opening game in the Superdome on September 26th.  It was a Monday night, in front of a national audience, against the Atlanta Falcons.  The Saints came into the game having already won their first two games of the season on the road.  It seemed that everyone in the country (with the exception of Falcons fans) was pulling for the Saints to win the home game that most thought would never come to fruition.

I still remember the game as if it happened last week.  You could feel the electricity of the crowd just by watching on TV.  The Saints played the game as if it were the last game that the franchise would ever play, rather than the first of many that they would play in the Superdome.  When it was all said and done, the Saints emerged victorious by soundly thrashing the Falcons by a score of 23-3.  It was, by far, the most exciting non-playoff game that I have ever seen.

The record books will show that the victory went to the Saints.  However, the real victory belonged to the people of New Orleans, as they proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that the Saints belonged to them – NOT San Antonio, NOT Los Angeles or ANY other rumored destination.

It would have been very easy for the people of New Orleans to worry about their own personal well being, and not to focus on keeping a football team from relocating, as so many other teams had already done to their respective fan bases.  But the Saints are more than just a football team to the people of New Orleans.  They are a part of the culture, just like Mardi Gras, jazz music, alligator-filled swamps and a whole lot more.  Losing the Saints would have meant losing a part of the proud culture that exists in New Orleans, and the team never would have been the same had they relocated.

The Saints have been a part of the NFL since 1967.  It took 34 years for the team to win its first playoff game.  It would seem that a team like this would be “ripe for the picking” and easy to move to another city.  However, the Saints have one of the best fan bases in the NFL.  The fans NEVER quit on their team.  Not during the losing years, and not during the most difficult time that the city has ever endured.

When the Saints take the field in Miami for Super Bowl XLIV, they will do so as more than just the best team in the NFC.  They will take the field as a shining example of what can be achieved with perseverance.  It is only fitting that they will do so with quarterback, Drew Brees, at the helm.

At 6-0 tall, and weighing only 209-lbs., Drew Brees is anything but the prototypical NFL quarterback.  His early struggles when he came into the league caused his first team (the San Diego Chargers), to draft a quarterback to replace him after only three seasons.  Brees could have easily cashed a paycheck and accepted a role as a career back-up quarterback, but he believed in himself, and was determined to prove his worth.  He is now considered by most to be one of the top quarterbacks in the NFL.

Players in the NFL are pre-judged by their measurables (height, weight, speed, strength).  Those with the “right” measurables for their respective position are given chance after chance to live up to their potential.  On the other hand, those that do not possess ideal size, speed and strength must continue to prove their worth even after they’ve achieved a degree of success.

What cannot be determined with a measuring tape and a stop watch, however, is heart, determination and how someone will react to adversity.  As Martin Luther King Jr. said…the ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.”

Franklin Delano Roosevelt said…when you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.”

In 2005, the city of New Orleans tied a collective knot and hung on to their Saints, despite predictions from outsiders that they couldn’t.  It took five years, but they have finally been rewarded for their perseverance with their first-ever trip to the Super Bowl.  I, for one, hope that this story has a Hollywood ending, and that the Saints emerge victorious against the Colts!

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