The first half ended with the Saints unable to score a touchdown on the 1 yard line. The second half ended with the Saints doing the same thing to the Colts. Each half was an inverse mirror image of the other. At what point does art cease to imitate life and life cease to imitate art? I'll tell you when, it's when life becomes a work of art, as was Superbowl XLIV!
Between this and next week's mardi gras, I fear New Orleans will burn down to the ground whatever wasn't drowned by Katrina. This sadly is the best thing that's ever happened to them.
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