Saints Fever and Bloody Ears

Jan 24, 2010 by

As we approach this historic game I cannot help but think of my old friend Ashley Morris, the most devout Saints fan I’ve ever encountered (and as a new Orleans native I’ve encountered quite a few).  Ashley is no longer with us, but his words are. Thanks to a Facebook post by his lovely widow Hana I found this beautiful piece from way back in december of ’07 called I Wanna See Blood Trickling Out Of Your Ears. He wrote it when he was away on business in the middle east, and the words still ring true today.

I may not be the loudest member of section 635, but I’m up there. I’m probably the most psychotic. I scream so loud and so much that people are constantly turning around to look, to see if that Clint Eastwood vein on my temple will explode this time.

I could see that. Ashley is one of the few people who could consistently match me in sheer volume, and I am loud. Take you cue from the man who has become the patron saint of New Orleans bloggers, the man with the most exuberance for life and for the Saints of anyone I’ve known.

Coach wants you to party all night Saturday. Then you have time to go to church (or fire temple) on Sunday, have a couple of bloody doubles, and get ready to scream until you need a new larynx.

I won’t be there. You have to scream for me.

He’s not here, and he would have been having a feast and a party tonight after the game if he were. Tonight we have to scream for Ashley.

With that in mind allow me to help you get into the right frame of mind. Dee-1 and Shamarr Allen have recorded this kick ass new rallying call for the Saints: Bring Em to the Dome. Check it out while you lubricate your vocal cords for tonight’s scream fest.

C’mon people. I loathe football and even I am sitting here in my Ashley Morris Jersey waiting to see if history is made. Per my bet with Ashley years ago if the Saints go to the Superbowl I will not only willing watch the game (my first willing football game) but I will do so in a Saints cheerleaders outfit. And yes, it will be blogged.

-Loki, HumidCity Founder

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5 Comments

  1. I’m with ye Loki…anyone who can resist the whodat/Saints fever at this point has little love for New Orleans. It’s about far more than football – it’s a focal point for everyone in New Orleans (Louisiana even) to haul together, stand up together, SHOUT together and be share in the strength that this spirit generates. IF we can pull together like this for a game, imagine what we can accomplish? As a state, a city, a COMMUNITY…a large portion of “New Orleanians” were not born here – be they were re-born here; loving the good in this city, the CULTURE, the creativity, the diversity, the history.

    While we shout “WHODAT say dey gonna beat dem Saints?” think of it really as “WHODAT say dey gonna beat dis city? NOBODY dat who!”

    Like the Gators in Barataria, we don’t just survive, we’ll outlive ye all…

    Loki, I’ll watch that game with ye…and I’m no particular fan o’ football either – but I’m a huge fan o’ New Orleans. (I will, however pass on the cheerleader outfit…don’t want to frighten the women and children more’n I have to)

  2. Lift up thy voices and make a raucous noize unto the Dome.

    A noize so powerful that it moveth the very earth on which the city is built by, oh, letteth us say twenty-two feeteth or so;

    A noize so shrill that it causeth the ears of angels to ring most annoyingly liketh a pop song which simply won’t go away when thou art sick of it;

    A noize so loud that it soundeth as a hundred-million Loki with very, very powerful bullhorns that go up to eleven;

    A noize so noizesome that it shattereth the heavens and causeth the clouds to part, that we may gaze upon God himself as he fireth up the big-screen TV and placeth the comfy footcloud beneath the feet of Ashley Morris, who, just for these few hours, (and perhapseth another few two weeks from now,) is alowed to sit upon His throne!

  3. Well done bretheren!

  4. zanger

    atta kid! well done indeed.

  5. WHO DAT fever and New Orleans pride aside, those dudes played some seriously kick ass fucking football.

    They deserve to go to the Super Bowl on that merit, alone.
    If they play that game as well, they deserve to win it.
    And I believe they will.

    Now then, as a New Orleanian and WHO DAT National, I’m bull goose crazy about this, and love dem guys for giving back so much to The City That Loves Them.

    But even if I weren’t, I’d have to bow to their sheer staying power and winning determination.

    Thanks, Saints.
    You guys fucking rock.
    I’m just sayin…..

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