"The people of New Orleans love the Saints not because they provide a distraction from their fall, but because they are a reflection of their rise"
-Wright Thompson

It's 2:36AM EST and I'm finally home.
I watched the game among friends and loved ones in the District then went out to celebrate in Adams Morgan, knowing I'll be back in New Orleans on Thursday morning to celebrate Mardi Gras.

I didn't cry when they became NFC Champions... I didn't cry when Tracy Porter intercepted the ball... I didn't cry when they clock ran down to 0:00... I didn't cry when I saw Brees' holding his one-year old son or when he accepted the Vince Lombardi Trophy...
But now that I am typing this post in reflection, tears are streaming as I know this is so much more than my celebration or the Saints Super Bowl rings, but about the City of New Orleans and the work of so many committed to it's rebirth.

The 2009 football season may be officially over and it's days away till the next Mardi Gras parades, but in the words of Kenny Chesney:


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