skymike

This game reminds me of so many games past, particularly in the 80s. It wasnt just a loss. It was a special kind of hurt. A game we had won. And then *poof* . A bounce of the ball. A weird call. An unknown rule. A "you had one job"- scenario. No time left. Huge mental error. What the hell happened? Where was the deep guy? What did they not talk about during the Timeout? I watched us beat up our opponents weekly, and find a way to lose, for several decades. This looks like our Past. Gleason blocked away the Old Curse in '06, and not only did we win, but when we did lose, its was just the normal way-- Someone beats you, or you dont have enough big plays--- But NOT some piece of flaming fabric falling from the Superdome Gondola to the turf kind of freak loss. This looks like the way it used to look. - and right after 3 straight seasons of Suck.

I lived under The Curse for 30+ years, and never once considered changing colors. In fact, each horrible series of events only ensured I would be back, Believing again, raising hell in the Dome. The Curse was part of the intrigue of being a Saints Fan-- Hell, it was part of what was so cool about being in New Orleans. We were always the Ripley's Believe It Or Not of Sports. Which made it more amazing at how rabid we were as a fan base.

I'll never forget after the Falcons Game in '06, the surreal feeling-- from the dead buildings I walked past, and the street zombies on Canal, but not nearly as weird as I felt that we had WON A BIG GAME and were 3-0. I kept looking twice, before I crossed the street, and looking up to make sure a piano was not about to fall on my head.

I'm sorry for you Young-Uns who dont remember, but I am glad you had a chance to experience The Old Days with me. Weird Stuff used to happen to us all the time. Do some googling & YouTubing, if you're not old enough to remember having 2 Billy Joes at QB. We seemed to have It exorcised, even in some of our disappointing times.

But you tell me. Is The Curse Back?