SaintNik

You know you are a Saints fan when you have told so many people you saw John Gilliam's return that you really believe you were there.

You know you are a Saints fan when the Saints are down 28 points starting the second half and you tell your buds "Four quick scores and we're right back in it".

You know you are a Saints fan when you wont drive to church Sunday morning in the rain because the roads are slippery but you'll drive to the dome Sunday in a tropical storm.

You know you are a Saints fan when you bring a transitor radio to your uncle's wake to sneak in the bathroom and check the Saints score..... for an exhibition game.

You know you are a Saints fan when your wife has a small fleur de lis tattooed on her breast that looks like a condor now, your 19 year old daughter has one on her breast that looks pretty good and her 5 year old love child wants one.

You know you are a Saints fan when someone says "Where Y'at" and you holler back "Right Cheer, baby, right cheer".

You know you are a Saints fan if you know who Obert Logan, Jubilee Dunbar, Guido Merkens and Onome Ojo are.

You know you are a Saints fan when the Saints start out 0-4 and you figure they can still win the division if they win out their last 12 games.

You know you are a Saints fan if you can listen to "the point after" without an interpreter.

You know you are a Saints fan if you have a choice of buying health insurance for the family or renewing in the loge and you go with the tickets.

You know you are a Saints fan if each year you think their 7th round pick is the steal of the draft.

You know you are a Saints fan if you have a hat or tee shirt that says "who dat".

You know you are a Saints fan if your niece is getting married on the same Saturday night as an exhibition game and you tell your wife to tape the wedding for you.

You know you are a Saints fan if you weren't the least bit surprised when Carney missed the extra point.

You know you are a Saints fan when next to your first child being born, Hakeem dropping the ball was the best thing that ever happened in your life.

You know you are a Saints fan you have their schedule in your wallet instead of your wife's picture.

You know you are a Saints fan if you get the spread on the
Saints game from your bookie, spend two hours with your pals breaking down the game, and then bet the Saints every time no matter what the spread is anyway.

You know you are a Saints fan if you have ever thrown stuff at your TV, swore out an oath to never waste your time watching another game, and still watched the next game.

You know you are a Saints fan if the Saints are winning by seven with 20 seconds left to play, the other team has fourth and 23 on their own 15 yard line, and you just know the other team will score with no time left, go for 2, and win the game.

You know you are a Saints fan if every time the saints score you look to see where the flag is thrown.

You know you are a saints fan if its a Friday night, the season doesn't start for two months, and you're hanging out on forums talking about the Saints with anyone who will listen.

The Saints are up 21 - 0 at the start of the 3rd Qtr and you tell your friends you can't stand these nail biters.

You know you are a Saints fan if you have ever thrown stuff at your TV, swore out an oath to never waste your time watching another game, and still watched the next game.

You know you're a Saints fan when your local sports bar has a Booth and TV just for you and everybody else are Tampa Bay Buc fans.

You know you are a Saints fan when there are only four games remaining in the season and the Saints are 3 games outside of a playoff spot but you have figured out which teams must beat which each week along with the Saints winning their remaining 4 games to make the playoffs.

You know you are a Saints fan when you have a fleur de lis tattooed on your bald head. (There is actually a fan that does!)

You know you are a Saints fan when you look forward to the Sunday brunch in the dome.

You know you are a Saints fan when your dog hides all day on Sunday.

You know you are a Saints fan when you won't change your black underwear while the Saints are on a four game winning streak and being superstitious you think that the gold stripe in them is the reason for the winning streak.

You know you are a Saints fan when you protect your t.v. by stringing up chicken wire in front of it before the start of the game.

You know you are a Saints fan when you wear a jock strap for protection because your non-believing friends will be busting your b*lls after a loss.

You know you are a Saints fan when you take dance lessons to learn the Benson boogie.

You know you are a Saints fan when you are torn between naming your first born son either Dulymus, Hokie, Guido, or Bum.

You know you are a Saints fan when you plan your fall vacation to a city that the Saints just happen to be playing in on that Sunday.

You know you are a Saints fan when your Sunday best clothes are all black and gold.

You know you are a Saints fan when you acquire such a likening for dome foam that you argue its place among international lagers and ales.

You know you are a Saints fan when you lock your doors for safety in your suburban neighborhood subdivision but park 12 blocks from the dome to save twenty bucks and walk.

You know you are a Saints fan when your motorcycle helmet has a face mask.

You know you are a Saints fan when you force your wife to dress as a saintsation on game day.

You know you are a Saints fan when your kids call you coach when they ask for their weekly roster allowances.

You know you are a Saints fan when you expect the team to go undefeated and win the super bowl at each seasons outset but are hardly surprised at years end when they fail to make the playoffs.

You know you are a Saints fan when you greet people by saying halo instead of hello.

You know you are a Saints fan when you are high fiving the same guy who earlier ran you off of the I-10.

You know you are a Saints fan when you give up everything in the divorce including the boat and the camp but hold firm on getting the season tickets because you have been sitting in those seats longer than you were married.

You know you are a Saints fan when you can spell fleur de lis and lagniappe but spell your favorite beer budwiser.

You know you are a Saints fan when your idea of philosophy is listening to the second guess show on monday nights.

You know you are a Saints fan when you think you are well read because you subscribe to pro football weekly and also make a habit of reading the sports section of the times-picayune every day.

You know you are a Saints fan when your three dogs are named Gumbo, Mambo, and Fetch Monster.

You know you are a Saints fan when your wife informs you that she is exercising an option in her contract that makes her an unrestricted free agent and you accept her explanation gracefully but inform her that you have no intentions to match any offer she gets elsewhere.

You know you are a Saints fan when it is explained to you that the superdome is one of the great wonders of the world and you think it is because it is a wonder that Saints fans continue to fill it up year after year.

You know you are a Saints fan when you refuse your wifes consolation offer after a loss because YOU have a headache.

You know you are a Saints fan when Abdul Da Tent Maker is helping you to overcome racial profiling and prejudices towards people of Arab descent.

You know you are a Saints fan when you think that Bubba bought his magic carpet from one of Abduls relatives.

You know you are a Saints fan when you live out of state and proudly display your loyalty by flying your Saints flag when there is no peer presure to do so.

You know you are a Saints fan when you visit your in laws on Sundays because you love them as fellow fans and not because they have a 50 inch hdtv plasma flat wide screen with a subscription to nfl sunday ticket.

You know you are a Saints fan when you can't get to work on time Monday through Friday in your local town but you can drive into New Orleans on Sunday mornings and be on the scene at 8 O'clock a.m. for the nfl game day experience.

You know you are a Saints fan when you schedule all of your doctor appointments between Wednesdays and Fridays.

You know you are a Saints fan when you ask the coors light twins to move out of your view of the field so that you can stare at those cute little tushes in glimmering gold.

You know you are a Saints fan when just the mentioning of another nfl team brings out the jealous side of you.

You know you are a Saints fan when you think that the walkways inside the roof of the dome is the true stairway to heaven.

You know you are a Saints fan when you stay up half the night in the middle of July posting these kind of thoughts.