My mind ain't right
 

I can't remember how many owners, coaches or players that I have witnessed performing their respective duties for the Saints football team since the teams beginning ( and I don't want to remember).

These people are not the Saints, they come and they go like the seasons. They are a part of the essence of the team that lives in the hearts and souls of its fans. We allow them some time in our hearts and our souls, sometimes, or most of the time, causing us pain and suffering fo doing so.

This year the collective consciousness of the fans awakened. Fueled by one of the gretaest tradgedies in American history, and seen in its first manifestation in the Atlanta game at the dome, the latent power of the fans and the city have awakened.

Call it what you want--Vodoo, MOJO, magic, a shifting of the scales of justice, it is present and will propel us to the Superbowl. The Dome will lift of of the ground this evening, the psychic energy from the fans will cause the Eagle players minds to become confused and disoriented, and the Saints will win. Years of frustration and suffering will be vented tonight at the Dome and our hearts and souls will be purged for the further release of our hoarded stores of energy to take us to a Super Bowl victory.

I don't drink or do drugs, and it is 8 in the morning, so don't send the funny truck with rubber walls for me. It is time, this is the year, tonight is the game that starts it all off.

RE: My mind ain
 

Last night I was sick, pretty much all night, didn't get much sleep, I had nausea , couldn't keep anything down, I was concerned, not because I was feeling bad but I thought, man if I feel like this tonight during the game I won't enjoy it.
My mind just isn't right today, can't wait for kickoff.
All about the Saints....