(another old story seeing the light of day)
Back in September, I had the great luck of having my friend Ryan call me and invite me to the Saints-Falcons game. I did not hesitate to accept. He even comp’d my ticket when I told him I was unemployed at the time. We left right after I finished up with SS, and went down to the game. We had a parking pass, so we had to wait in a bunch of traffic, but we made it inside in plenty of time. We got to take part in the new WHO DAT chant, which was AWESOME! Then the game started. Ugh.
The Saints did not have one of their best games, but somehow found a way to actually have a chance to win in regulation. After the defense let ATL keep the ball 90% of the game, and Tony Gonzalez to catch 30 passes, the Saints were in a position to steal a win. ATL called timeout to ice the Saints kicker, and over the PA the BEP song “I Gotta Feeling”, or whatever they call it, starts playing. The kicker was warming up on the sideline, they had not kicked yet. When I heard that song, I thought to myself “if he misses, it’s because of this song, it’s a jinx!” I even told my friend Ryan that as we waited for the timeout to conclude. The kick was a short FG, so what could go wrong, right? From where we were sitting, it looked like he made it. Then we realized he missed the kick, and I shook my fist in disgust screaming “it was that song, THAT SONG! I hate the BEP!” The Saints then went on to lose in OT. It wasn’t just that they lost, but how they lost. My buddy Sean called a timeout right before the ball was snapped for the ATL kicker in OT, but the kick went off anyway, and the guy missed. They waved it off for the timeout, and then the guy drilled it on his 2nd try. Of course he did.
Maybe the universe is getting payback for me having gone to the Dome re-opening game.