What is your most vivid New Orleans Saints Super Bowl memory?
 

Remember when Super Bowl Sunday used to be the worst day of the entire football season? How it just served as a bitter, day-long reminder of something you desperately wanted but could never have?


No more. As disappointed as New Orleans Saints fans are about the team's early exit from the NFL post-season, Super Bowl 2011 is basically just an excuse for New Orleanians to celebrate the one-year anniversary of Super Bowl XLIV, when the Who Dat Nation sang "We Are the Champions" for the first time without crossing our fingers.

This year, the topic of conversation at Super Bowl parties will not be, "Can you imagine what this town would be like if the Saints ever won a Super Bowl?" It will be, "Do you remember what it was like when the Saints won the Super Bowl?"

The answer to that question is different for everyone. So jump into the comment stream below and tell us your most enduring memory of Feb. 7, 2010. Not the moment of the game that stands out -- thanks to Tracy Porter's heroics, we can all agree on THAT -- but the moment that will always be frozen in time for you. Was it a dogpile in your living room? A group hug with a hundred strangers in a French Quarter bar? A second-line parade to Sun Life Stadium? A tearful embrace with the Who Dat who made the road trip to Miami with you? A quiet moment alone at the end of the night, wherever you happened to be, when it finally sunk in?

Tell us your special memories, and we'll publish a selection in The Times-Picayune Living section on Super Bowl Sunday.
Or, as it is now known in New Orleans: XLIV-Day.

A look that my brother and I shared while celebrating. Nothing was said specifically, and nothing needed to be said, but that moment will forever be etched in my memory. We have been Saints fans all of our lives, and to share that time together was really special, to say the least.

I have so many images. Porter pointing. Brees on that Podium holding up the trophy. PT scoring our first SB TD on a determined run after catching the screen pass from Drew. The Smile on Sean's face when he lifted the trophy.

Inside it was that realization on that final manning incompletion that, "Holy **** we're going to win the ****in super bowl. I fell to the floor on my back, put both fists straight up in the air, spoke it out loud: "Holy ****. We're going to win the super bowl." Then I started crying like a baby and my wife thought I was completely insane.

I still get teary thinking about it - talking about it - remembering it. I'm certain I always will. So that's what I remember most. That feeling of disbelief - of relief. Knowing that from then on I didn't have to be so disgusted watching it every year.

Being completely and Utterly frozen whilst i watched Porter run the interception back, My head was kinda saying "Wake up man, celebrate cuz this is really happening, tracy porter has just got a pick 6 of manning"

But i still couldnt move, i just really couldnt believe my eyes, then remembering the goal line stand when Manning got the colts down to our endzone in the last 2 minutes or so.
Just thinking man.....we are going to win a superbowl........our saints.........(this is not a joke, the next thing i thought was) man Blackandgold.com is going to be mental when i get online!!!!!!!!

Mike McKenzie's INT vs. the Patriots on MNF. My brother and I went to the Dome to see the game and boy did that place light up when he made that play.

I can still smell the **** after that onside kick and if some of the rest of you say you didn't **** your pants well the next time I see you I'll know your lying.

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My most vivid memory of the Super Bowl was almost tapping out. Let me explain. Right after the 4th down incompletion that Manning threw in the endzone that pretty much sealed the win, everyone in the apartment I was in was on their feet. Hugs were going around everywhere. The first person I hugged was almost my last, though. My buddy, Kevin, and I were the two oldest at the party, so we had suffered longer than anyone there. He hugged me so tight that my air circulation was being cut off. As soon as he released and the airflow started again, I got dizzy and lightheaded. I turned around to sit on the sofa, but I dropped to my knees before I could get there. It took me a few seconds to get my bearings about me before I could rejoin in the celebration. The remaining hugs and cheers were very quick, because I had to go outside for some fresh air.

Mine was a moment of stunned silence. I had celebrated to extreme excess when the Field Goal went in to win the NFCG against Minn. Up to that point it was obviously my happiest moment as a Saints fan. In contrast, when Porter made the int in the SB, I sat in stunned silence. My wife has learned to read my near-superstitios mood swings when I watch the Saints, so she sat quietly too, obviously trying to hold in a loud cheer. I clearly remember slowly turning to her after a few moments with dazed, wide eyes and saying, "Honey, we're going to win the Super Bowl". The yelling then started.

My most vivid memory actually happened BEFORE the game even started. And it's the story behind my Avatar. I had bought a ticket on site for face value, so i was just glad to get in, and my seat was in the last row of the endzone. I was surrounded by colts fans, and they all looked like a bunch of nerds. They all had their jerseys tucked in, wearing belts, all nice and neat - typical midwestern. I had my jersey tucked out (just like all the other Saints fans) so I stood out, especially since I was by myself. My buddies had seats down at the lower end of the opposite endzone, and I was able to join them right before halftime.

Anyway, Carrie Underwood sang the National Anthem, and right afterwards, I remember the fighter jets all of a sudden appearing from the other end of the stadium and then flying right over my head - it sent chills up my spine. At that moment it HIT me to think how lucky i was to be a saints fan and an american, and I let out a huge "Who Dat!" The Colts fans looked at me like I was crazy but I didn't care. It was an awesome feeling.

Has to be Porter returning the INT and pointing at the fans. I was jumping up and down screaming we just won the ****ing sb

I don't it has been so long that it has happen I have very few.

porters pic that caused small earthquake in the house and surrounding areas that will be with me forever.

Naked co-ed's running down St. Charles Ave. after the victory...

People driving around randomly honking their horns in a Who Dat frenzy at stop lights anywhere in the city or surrounding area. That went on like that for 2 weeks.

Going to restaurants for days after the SB win and people breaking out in "Who Dat" just about anywhere, anytime- like the entire restaurant and staff too.

WOW,

Gotta be the pick. Such a feeling of euphoria just rushed over my friends and I. We were all hugging, jumping and running around like crazy. It's probably the most excited I've ever been.

Porter's Pick!!
We watched it at a little bar here in Pcola. As soon as it was obvious that the game was sealed, the bartender (who was all dolled up in Colts gear) put a FULL glass in front of me.
"What's that?"
"Patron, your Viking's fan buddy over there bought it for ya."
"Thanks!!" (gulp, gulp, gulp, gone!)

Might have been Patron, might have been lighter fluid. Don't know, don't care. It was a wonderful moment!

Me an my roomate woke up at 2AM to watch the game in Iraq. I remember the commentators talking about who would be the "game changers". Drew, Manning, Addai, Bush and a few other names were mentioned. I looked at my buddy and said (Hand to God), Tracy Porter will be the one.

After the second quarter ended, I had the same ole Saint fan feeling.... Damn, this can't happen. When our boys took the field for the start of the third and the camera man followed what should have been the starting kickoff; my heart exploded. I knew it was an onsides kick and we got it back.

In the forth when Payton was driving the Colts down the field, that same ole feeling came back. "NO! Please don't let it end like this, Lord!" Then as Manning steps back in the pocket to deliver another first down pass....Tracy steps in and brings the game and trophey home for us. I couldn't yell, I couldn't cry, I couldn't breathe. All I could do was raise my arms in victory feeling the sensation as if I was on the field with the team.

I looked at my buddy and said..."I told ya, Tracy Porter."

My friend would describe my expression as looking like the Coach Farmer Fran when Bobby Boucher caught the winning touchdown in "The Waterboy".

That win, that moment, when Tracy intercepted and ran for the pick six; brought me back home. A feeling so sureal, that I looked around for my wife and kids. A feeling I will never forget.

Thank you Saints, thank you Chris Reis for getting the onsides and thank you Tracy Porter.

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The fans at the game, tears from many (myself). My Dad for taking me to every game as a kid. The look on his face, at the Superbowl...
Plus many, many more. I Love being a Saints fan.

Running around my mom's house with a picture of my late grandmother (she was a huge Saints fan and loved Bobby) after Porter's INT and then after the game my mom hugging me saying "oh my god they won the $&;@ing Superbowl", I'm sure people in Tomball had no idea what was going on at her house

The whole day. Waking up at 5 to drive from Houston to the quarter and first meeting Skymike and a few others from the site for the first time. Then watching the game in Deanies with other Saints fans that I never met before and becoming one family which started with the onside kick and all of the hugs and kisses with the Porter pick. Meeting a Guy that had a plank with his old seat number from Tulane stadium. The celebrating with thousands of people afterwards in the quarter. Just the entire day was incredible.

The girls at WOW honoring a bet and stripping their jersey's off and dancing on the bar...

so many....onside kick, porter & the pick6.....staying up all night with my friend....we laughed, we cried.....we were so damn happy to be a saints fan for the last 20 years....it happened, life was so DAMN good.....no more paper bags we f'ing rock....& always have.....love dem boys

d@mn, almost forgot to shout out my fav player.....Lance, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE you.....I'm offically a Moore Whoooore.....you go boy!!!

Everybody trying to call everybody in N.O. and calling N.O.family,friends away and cell lines jamming.
So many people all trying to call everybody all at the same time.

Being really cold for a split second, like in shock, happy shock after seeing the team running on stage and the annoucers saying Saints won the Super Bowl. You had to say it a few times out loud too.
When I got home, looking at NFL Network . It really did happen.