Fall is one of my favorite seasons. I guess that's why I have enjoyed living in the midwest. I love the cool weather, the smell of a fire in a firepit at night, the colors and the leaves changing. But what I love most about Fall is FOOTBALL. Ironically, I only went to a school with a football team for one year. The college I went to didn't have a team. But what I have been a diehard New Orleans Saints fan since I was in 3rd grade.
It was then that my teacher at the time, Mrs. Richardson, would give us extra points on Monday when she'd ask us questions about the game. I will say I wasn't excited about watching games at first. But each Sunday I would get more and more into it. And then when I was in eighth grade, I started to babysit for the children of the Offensive Coordinator for the team. And of course, I had to watch the games to see how the team was going. I always seemed to make a few extra dollars when the team would win a game. That, and the fact that, Coach would come and pick me up to babysit and I felt like it gave me something to chat with him about as we drove over to their house.
But now, it's just a part of my Sunday experience. Oh, I enjoy watching any team...but the Saints are what I "live" for. And even living in the Midwest, I still sport my Black and Gold proudly every Sunday. I've got a Saints Flag proudly displayed outside of my house and I'm either in a Saints T-Shirt or a Saints jersey. My neighbors giggle and tell me I should just become a Bears fan. But there is NO WAY. I'm happy to cheer for other teams when not playing the Saints--and would even be willing to cheer for the Bears if necessary (one of there big players right now if Forte--a Tulane grad), but first and foremost I'm a SAINT. Just like so many others, I BLEED BLACK AND GOLD!!! Geaux Saints.
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