Saints and Mardi Gras

skymike · 03-03-2011, 07:26 AM

Originally Posted by jeanpierre

It does take it to a different level when the girls in our lives, whether girlfriends, wives, daughters, even moms get in on the fun...

great point. I cant imagine my wife not doing Saints football with me. She gets all cute and gold and blingy, and I swear, she's more nervous than me at gametime.

I mean, what do I know, I've only been living and dying with the Saints for 28 years or so. She got involved just after she met me a few years ago, and went from, "Are we on defense now?," to "Dammit Reggie, run straight!" She can name almost all the linemen, and is concerned about the Draft. But the really telling thing is how nervous she gets when we're playing. If the game is close, its killing her, and she's chewing nails, and grimacing on every throw, and doing that flapping her hands thing that girls do, making nervous hissing noises...

She goes, she dresses up, she knows whats going on, and she deeply cares. Did I mention she knows exactly how to mix my Jack & Coke? None of that weakling stuff.

Honestly, I would bet money that if you pick a random dude wearing Cowboys gear, any of our women will know more about our team, than their average male knows about theirs.

03-03-2011, 07:26 AM	#10
skymike E. Side Cholo Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: The Barrio, H-town Posts: 6,089	Originally Posted by jeanpierre It does take it to a different level when the girls in our lives, whether girlfriends, wives, daughters, even moms get in on the fun... great point. I cant imagine my wife not doing Saints football with me. She gets all cute and gold and blingy, and I swear, she's more nervous than me at gametime. I mean, what do I know, I've only been living and dying with the Saints for 28 years or so. She got involved just after she met me a few years ago, and went from, "Are we on defense now?," to "Dammit Reggie, run straight!" She can name almost all the linemen, and is concerned about the Draft. But the really telling thing is how nervous she gets when we're playing. If the game is close, its killing her, and she's chewing nails, and grimacing on every throw, and doing that flapping her hands thing that girls do, making nervous hissing noises... She goes, she dresses up, she knows whats going on, and she deeply cares. Did I mention she knows exactly how to mix my Jack & Coke? None of that weakling stuff. Honestly, I would bet money that if you pick a random dude wearing Cowboys gear, any of our women will know more about our team, than their average male knows about theirs.