Who Dat?

As a kid, I grew up watching the New Orleans Saints. My first live sporting event was the Saints versus the Green Bay Packers in the Louisiana Superdome. I think one of the major regrets of my life may be that I was not at the Superdome last night.

There have been many fine articles written about what last night's game meant to post-Katrina New Orleans (and my eyes welled up with almost every one that I read), so I won't give my own account here. The Saints were 2-0 heading into last night's game against the division-rival Atlanta Falcons. Their 2 victories came against less than stellar teams (the Browns and the Packers), so no one really thought they could beat the Falcons (who looked excellent in their two victories). Maybe it was just the emotion of the night, but the Saints played like they were possessed, winning 23-3.

I've had a chant from my childhood running through my head since the game:

Who dat? Who dat? Who dat say dey gonna beat dem Saints?

Fall

I always loved that first day when the weather in the South turned from blistering hot to chilly. There was always one particular day when the clouds kept the sky dark, the wind just kept blowing all day, and you had to break out the fleece for the first time. Something about those days always invigorated my spirit after the long, hot summer.

Today is probably the closest I'll get to that in California. After an entire summer of beautiful (but usually not that hot) sunshine, the clouds are coming back. It's dark and windy and a little bit chilly outside.

9/11 Commentary

I may have sent this to most of you already, but it's definitely worth posting again. It also goes along well with Wendy's blog.

Keith Olbermann's 9/11 commentary