
The years of pain and agony have finally ended for New Orleans Saints fans worldwide. If you have not been a Saints fan since the day you were born then you probably don't fully understand the magnitude of the Super Bowl win. I was born and raised in southwest Louisiana. You see, every person born in Louisiana is given four things when they are born: a name, social security number, and a stamp on each foot. One is a Tiger paw and the other is a Fleur-de-lis (Saints logo).
I know what you're thinking! You've never seen such a stamp on any of your Cajun friends feet. There is a good reason for that. It dissolves almost instantly into the blood stream leaving a small imprint that can only be seen under special light. Trust me...it's there! For the remainder of the Louisianian's life he/she becomes one with the team's sports program and often feels defined by their success and failure.
As a child (starting in the early 80's) I did not understand my devotion to the Saints. The teams were always horrible but yet I watched every Sunday afternoon between church services. That's right! Church in the morning, Saints game in the afternoon (which usually ended with a loss), then church in the evening to cry to God and ask why! Saints fans actually take loosing personally as if God was mad at them for some reason. I can remember times of not watching the game thinking that my not watching might bring them good luck. That only worked once!
Year after year of high expectations always turned into disappointing losses. It was a hard road! Heck, we had to play the 49ers twice every year because we were in the same division. Playing the "team of the 80's" did not help our chances at all. Then it happened! In 1987 we made it to the playoffs! Sure we lost, but hey WE MADE IT TO THE PLAYOFFS! That was huge and the whole State celebrated. Things were looking up! Decent years followed in 1990, 1991, and 1992. We had great defenses but the below average offense led us to first round playoff losses. In 1993, things looked promising! I was in basic training in the Air Force at the start of the football season. I would get newspaper clipping from home every week. The Saints started the season 6-0. Wow! Could this be the year? Nope...they finished the season 8-8 and no playoffs.
Part of me wanted to give up and say they are never going to win, but the elixir from the stamp that was flowing in my blood demanded that I keep hope alive. Year after year of disappointment chipped away at my belief. Then in 2000 the Saints won their first playoff game. Oh Happy Day! We are going to the Super Bowl.....not! We lost the next round. 
Fast forward to 2005. Tragedy struck the entire Gulf Coast region. Several hurricanes hit the area that year to include Hurricane Katrina that devastated New Orleans as well as the surrounding areas. The Super Dome was torn up pretty badly. There was talk of the owner moving the team to Los Angeles. It was not pretty and I was certain that I had seen the last of the Saints in New Orleans. But the following year (2006) the Saints, under new head coach Sean Payton and Quarterback Drew Brees, finished first in thier division and made it to the conference championship. They lost to the Bears, who went on to loose to the Colts in the Superbowl. Something different was in the air!
The following years were mediocre at best! The offense was stellar but the defense was horrible! We never seem to be able to put together a good offense and defense. Then came the 2009-2010 season.
As they stacked 6 or 7 wins in a row. I was waiting for the disappointment! This is too good to be true! Something is going to happen and they are going to start loosing. It didn't happen. They racked up 13 wins in a row before loosing the last three games of the season. I thought to myself, "There it is! That is the letdown. Great season but now they've run out of gas and will loose in the playoffs." Don't get me wrong, I was praying and hoping for great things to happen, but history plagued my mind. They demolished the Cardinals and then fate shined down upon them in the conference championship game against the Vikings! "Holy Cow, we are going to the Super Bowl!" A rush of emotion slapped over me! Then, two weeks of anticipation! Could we pull it off? Could we be great???

Last night's game proved that we are great! I say "we" because that is what last night's Super Bowl win was all about! It validated the greatness of the Saints team! But, for every person who ever grew up in the State of Louisiana (no matter where they live now) and felt the sting of constantly not being good enough, our identification with the Saints makes us great as well!! At least that is how it feels!
"Pigs are Flying! Hell has frozen over! And, the Saints have won the Superbowl!"