
More than any other Superbowl game, this one was played with a spirit unique to New Orleans.
The Superdome was a morgue and a rattling box of tin for homeless in 2005 during Hurricane Katrina. Yet with the help of the people, with a terrible job–or lack of one from our embarrassing government at that time, they picked themselves up by the bootstraps and started rebuilding this historic city that the people wouldn’t let die.
At that time, just a few short years later, a Superbowl win would have been sadly laughable. The idea that New Orleans would be able to assemble a professional football team in these few short years seemed unlikely. But a Superbowl win?
Supernatural.
The people in New Orleans needed this and in the French Quarter, I have no doubt they are celebrating, and even in those horrible FEMA trailers, they are outside celebrating.
No city in America deserves to celebrate, if only for a while, more than New Orleans. Then again, there’s no city in America like New Orleans, and the people of that city will never let us forget that.