D_it_up

I made my move to Arizona last week. I was glad that my first Saints game away from Louisiana was going to be nationally televised, so that I could get a chance to watch it. I headed off to a little bar about a block from my house donned in my Saint gear, and ready to get my Who Dat on. There weren't many people there, just a few of the regulars according to my roommate. Here was what I thought was funny once I started mingling with them. There wasn't a single Cardinal fan in the bunch, so I couldn't talk any smack. The bartender was a Steelers fan. I could have given her hell, but she was very attractive and plus she was serving my drinks. Didn't want to screw that one up. Plus, I may have landed a job out of that deal. haha. There was a Lions fan, a Broncos fan, and a Chargers fan. Everyone there seemed to be rooting for the Saints. Especially the Charger fan because of Brees and Sproles. I had all expectations of being ribbed about being a Saints fan, but instead, I was embraced and realized that there are a lot of people outside of the Who Dat Nation that actually have a lot of respect for the team. It was a great night, and one helluva hangover today, but it was completely worth it.

Attached Thumbnails

 

People shouldn't be afraid of their government. Governments should be afraid of their people.