Posted on: February 1, 2010 4:09 pm
Edited on: February 1, 2010 7:42 pm
Former Saints quarterback Bobby Hebert once told late New Orleans radio host Buddy Diliberto that if the Saints ever reached the Super Bowl, he would dress like a woman and sashay his pretty little self down the streets of New Orleans.
Oh hey, guess what.
Well yesterday Hebert made good on his promise with thousands of other cross-dressers as they paraded down the French Quarter. (That's Hebert in the bottom right corner)
Hebert led the festivities in a black-and-gold secquened mumu designed and sent from New York by his daughter, Cammie Lynn, as described in Saturday's Daily News. "It was above and beyond anything I expected," said Hebert, who estimated the crowd of participants and spectators at 50,000. "I couldn't even walk. They had to put me on top of a float. It was 50 degrees but everybody had enough antifreeze in them."
Before all this, all I really knew about Bobby Hebert is that his name was fun to pronounce (Bobby Hebert. No "r" which I find fascinating. You know it's Herbert h-e-r-b-e-r-t, Hebert h-e-b-e-r-t. "Hebert" it's a fun name to pronounce. Try and say it. Hebert.) But he seems to be the leader of the pack when it comes to doing crazy crap on Bourbon Street. So a New Orleans Super Bowl win would actually be great because the celebration would be insane.
"If the Saints win the Super Bowl, the party is going to eclipse anything this city's ever seen," Hebert said. "Next week is Mardi Gras. There's going to be a month-long party. It's going to be the closest thing to Rio or Trinidad. Lent isn't going to slow it down. Who Dat Nation would say, 'No. God understands the circumstances. We didn't think this would happen.'"
Man New Orleans is peculiar. And by "peculiar" I mean FRIGGIN AWESOME!
[Update: Here's a video report on the festivities from CBS News]:
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Posted on: January 28, 2010 3:42 pm
Edited on: January 28, 2010 5:45 pm
Saints fans have run amok on the world what with their singlehandedly revitalizing the newspaper industry, taking over the city of Miami, and halting America's justice system on a whim.
But there's one entity Saints fans apparently cannot overcome. That's right. NFL lawyers.
Per PFT, a Louisiana television station is reporting that the NFL has sent out cease and desist letters to businesses that sell merchandise that read 'Who Dat' on them.
"I really thought the 'Who Dat' was something that belonged to the people more than to the Saints or to the NFL or anything else," said one shop owner Josh Harvey. NFL spokesman Dan Masonson disagrees: "Any unauthorized use of the Saints colors and other [marks] designed to create the illusion of an affiliation with the Saints is equally a violation of the Saints trademark rights because it allows a third party to 'free ride' by profiting from confusion of the team's fans, who want to show support for the Saints."
You can say that these business owners should just go to court and fight this thing using the impenetrable "Saintsmania" defense. It would be an open and shut case, you'd say. But keep in mind that because most of these business owners are Saints fans -- and recent evidence suggests they are an unstoppable force -- using the argument for their own personal means might very well rip a hole in the space-time continuum. Most scientists would flat out disagree with me on this. But we just can't take that risk!
Posted on: January 28, 2010 1:41 pm
Edited on: January 28, 2010 1:42 pm
First they buy all the damn newspapers. Then, they book all the damn hotels. Now this! Will nothing contain Saints fans' mad furor??
Apparently, no. Not even the Law can contain it.
A trial that was set to begin on Monday has been postponed by District Court Judge Michael G. Bagneris because, and I quote, "Saintsmania has taken over the city of New Orleans."
The Court takes judicial notice that Saintsmania permeates the City of New Orleans. Many prospective jurors for the Parish of Orleans, several attorneys involved in this litigation and Court personnel plan on traveling to the promise land -- the Superbowl in Miami, Florida. The Court recognizes that this pilgrimage enhances the chances of Who Dat Nation to acquire the long sought after Holy Grail -- the Vince Lombardi trophy.
Holy buckets of poop, that's awesome!! Think about the legal precedence this just set.
"Mr. Magilacutty, you stand accused by the state of lighting a potato sack filled with kittens on fire and then throwing in into the river. How do you plead?"
"If it pleases the court, my client would like to enter a plea of.... SAINTSMANIA."
"Whhaaa??? Saintsmania?? CASE!!! DISMISSED!!!"
(Gavel slams down; Jazz Funeral procession suddenly barges into court room playing "When The Saints Go Marching In"; Everyone dances; Fade out)
I can totally write for Law & Order: Dumbass Cases. Call me, NBC!
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