Tobias-Reiper

Myself, my Dad wanted me to go to LSU (why exactly, still not clear to me, but... maybe he just wanted me out of the country) and the year I applied, there wasn't enough room for me, and was suggested I look to Loyola/Tulane to do a semester, then transfer. Opted for Loyola, and one weekend into my stay in New Orleans before classes started, I told my Dad "heck, no, not gonna go to Baton whatever, nah ah... "

Frankly, I didn't even know the Saints existed before I got to New Orleans. I was a .... uh.. Cowboys fan (bob and weave, bob and weave...) blame Effren Herrera for that.. anyway, I was offered a ticket to see a Saints-Whiners game, which the Saints lost like 30-something to 10-something, but the Dome was such a blast, with people dancing, and drinking, total strangers giving me beers, and I don't know if it was a combination of the oddly-colored seats and my blood alcohol level, but it seemed to be the whole place was a huge party... fell in love with the franchise that day, a love affair that's seen 4 decades now.

'Cause the simple man pays the thrills, the bills and the pills that kill