Saint_LB

Now that is just too cool...to think that someone across the pond was sitting there watching and the best part is where you say "WE" won...no other word but cool.

What time was it there, btw?

dizzle88

hey thanks Saint LB, everybody played a part in it. Not only did i want to see it because i'm a very passionate saints fan, i wanted to see the reaction from everyone in New Orleans, you guys in that area deserve this so much!!!

PS - Garrett Hartley put the kick through the posts, it was around 3am in the morning, i had got up at 5am the previous morning for work. So i was awake for a total of 23 hours as i went to bed a 4am.

What time was it in New Orleans Saint LB?

Saint_LB

Must have been somewhere around 9PM...10 for me as I'm in eastern time zone.

NOLA54

I live in Denver & I wasn't there. I was watching it a home. The game was so close that when Hartley kicked the field goal everything went into slow motion. I was exahusted after the game but had enough energy to celebrate with a glass of the bubbley.

darstep

I'm like most others: finding a place on the shelf for this season along side all the others; especially when we gave the ball back with all of that time left. Its been a good year, let me get my excuses together for all of the "I told you so" haters and Cowboy fans. Wait a minute! What is this? 12 men on the field...huhn? Is it happening AGAIN? Now they are nearly out of field goal range. Then the pic...any flags laying around that the media overlooked? Did someone call timeout before the play started and its all coming back again? I'm trying to eliminate every possibility that gives the ball back to Minni before OT. We get the coin toss, the ball, and the win. I'm watching the Dome go crazy and I'm on the couch under my Saints blanket frozen. My phone is blowing up - cell phone and my house phone; my neighbor is ringing my door bell, and I'm thinking I'm Bill Murray in Ground Hog Day: when I wake up tomorrow it will still be Sunday morning. I don't even know what to do. I left the chat room in the 1st qtr because it was just too much. I'm back on the chat...talking to my brothers in ATL and Ohio, my boys in OKC. Houston, & Cali. I went to sleep about 3...had to shake and roll at 5 and it didn't even matter.

**SaintSince67**

exile

I was yelling and screaming that the Vikings were dirty and took cheap shots at Drew the entire game. Then I realized the kick was good.

saintfan

My brother was at the game. I only wish I could have been back home in Louisiana somewhere, anywhere, but instead I watched the game at home here in San Francisco. My wife and daughter fell asleep early, so it was just me.

Now, my dog, a blue heeler with Saints colors of a sort has had trouble adjusting to the move to California and has been in trouble lately, mostly for getting into the trash, so he was in his crate upstairs - banished by the wife for bad behavior. So, just me on the couch watching in HD. We seemed to do better when I sat on the edge of the couch as opposed to sitting all the way back, so by halftime I'm perched permanently on the edge of the couch a true nervous wreck.

Rocker (the dog) sat on his rug in front of me for the game against the Falcons after Katrina. I reached down and scratched his head and then the snap, the block, and the score! He's been good luck ever since.

Somewhere around the end of the first quarter I freed the poor animal. The wife is asleep after all.

He joined me on his rug. Just before the coin flip for overtime I kissed that dog square on the mouth and flip, tails, and Brees signals "we want the ball". And for the next little while that dog got more scratch than he deserves, but he's the good luck charm.

By the time Hartley came on to the field I'm on the rug with 'fat boy' scratchin' his tummy like there's no tomorrow, and then...the kick goes right down the middle. I fall over onto my back with my fists in the air...and I begin to ball like a big 'ol baby. Rocker is giving me high paws and licks and I just lay there pumping my fists and balling quietly.

My mom and sister both called in tears. My 84 year old grandpa, who's never really been a sports fan, took the time to watch the whole game and called. My wife woke up, called me an idiot and then went back to sleep.

And I'm still not sure it happened. I mean, I'm trying to take it all in, watching everything on TV I can find and reading every thing I can find and giving all the Cowboys fans I know as much hell as I can.

That's Rocker on the left, then Muffin, and my daughter, Marlee, holding the guinea pig Pottsie.

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C'mon Man...

strato

After the kick i coudlnt believe it ..got drunk ..woke up and still couldnt believe it...

breesfan27

I was at my local sports bar with about 30 Vikings fans and 10 Saints fans. The whole game, I was cheering and struggling to breathe. When the game went into overtime, I started to get restless, I probably changed chairs three times, trying to get the best view possible. When Hartley kicked the winning field goal, I leaped out of my chair so fast, I tipped it over. Through my tears, I kept shouting "WE'RE GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL! OMG WE'RE GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL." There were a few Vikings fans telling me to shut up, but I just kept crying and cheering. My dad called me from Mississippi and he was excited as I was. I woke up Monday morning with the worst headache and a sore throat, but it was totally worth it!

SaintsFanInLA

I live out here in the Los Angeles area after leaving NOLA in Grammar school. Playing football, I would get laughed at for always rooting for the Saints instead of 49ers, Raiders, Rams, or even Chargers. I never strayed and kept wondering when that moment would come, how I would react.

I had a small gathering with close friends at my father's house. Didn't want to go to a bar and have to deal with some fat Viking fan. I made a bet as a kid to my dad if the Saints made the Superbowl, he would have to shave his mustache. When this year came, he said if I would settle for a plane ticket to Miami, I was game.

Being the only Saints fan in the room with friends from Denver, Atlanta, Miami, and San Francisco I sat anxiously with the Vikings with the ball. When they were in field goal range, I was "Well, what else is new.." I was prepared for the let down. Then when Tracy got the ball, I jumped up out of my seat and high fived everyone in the room. I was in disbelief that we won the coin toss and it was surreal that we were heading on that last drive. I said if it was any way for the Saints to make the Superbowl, they could not make it any more dramatic. My friend said to me, "Mike, you are going to remember this moment for the rest of your life...let's hope its good." Hartley drills it and I sat there in shock. My friends said I looked like we lost. Then tears started coming down my face, my phone starts blowing up with calls and texts. Its been 30 years and I still pinch myself. I was speechless and it was perhaps one of the happiest moments of my life.

Who Dat.