By Pat Yasinskas
I’ve got a story that’s not running on the NFC South Blog because it’s running as part of our Locker Room Report series. But take a look when you get a minute because it’s all about the Saints and the potential obstacles they may face because of a lack of Super Bowl experience.
This is the first trip in franchise history and they’ve got only a small handful of guys who have even played in a Super Bowl before. They’re dealing with it by looking inside and outside for advicce.
As a lifelong and tortured Vikings fan, I can do nothing but salute Who Dat? for advancing to their first Super Bowl. Bravo, but remember not to shit the bed in Miami.
Our battle was epic, but football lore rarely remembers second place. So please, please, choke back the hubris until Peyton Manning has been left either broken or baffled on South Beach.
You embattled folks have been through hell and back, and for that I’m eternally grateful that it was you (and not degenerate Dallas or Green Bay) that dashed my Super Bowl hopes.
But, alas, it’s just a game. As it was when Kirby Puckett impossibly propelled my Minnesota Twins to two World Series titles (the second of which forced me into a private moment of unrelenting tears of joy).
Enjoy it. Gather your loved ones and relish your moment of impossible. Yes, that’s right:
Who Dat? goes to the Super Bowl!
Skol Saints!