Yesterday, I decided to take a break from writing and watch the Saints play. I prefer college football to pro games, but it was a great game.
I'm not into sports as an analogy for life in general, but who doesn't want to see the Saints go all the way to the Superbowl? Cheering for them feels like cheering for New Orleans. And every time they win, it seems symbolic of the resurgence of their city.
Oh lord, I'm buying into the hype. On the other hand, I got to watch it in high definition, and I swear I could almost smell the sweat. And man-oh-man do those tight pants look gooooood in motion.