Who Dat?

Someone once said, “Faith isn't faith until it's all you're holding on to”.

Well, tonight reminded me how true that thought really is.

The Saints won their first super Bowl, ever.And whether you follow football or not, I'm sure you will appreciate the story behind this event.

[Quoting the New York Times]

The New Orleans Saints almost left when their city flooded and their home stadium had been turned into a shelter, a disaster seeming to provide the perfect escape route for a better stadium and a bigger market. Displaced and disheartened, the Saints haltingly returned to a repaired Superdome after Hurricane Katrina. A team so awful that fans used to wear bags on their heads came to symbolize and be embraced by a battered but rebuilding community.

On Sunday night, with a quarterback who had hitched his career to resurrecting the Saints and New Orleans together playing nearly flawlessly, the Saints gave New Orleans a reason to do what it does better than any other American city: celebrate. In the franchise’s first Super Bowl, the Saints upset the Indianapolis Colts, 31-17, sending New Orleanians into the streets for a party.

I've always believe that one of the best things about sports is its powerful ability to unite people. Beyond race, religion or anything else, sports inspire people to believe. To have faith. To celebrate as a family.

The Saints reminded me of that.

They reminded me that the spirit of a city is much bigger than fandom.

They reminded me that passion can't overcome the power of a common dream. The dream of an entire nation.

Ultimately, they reminded me that you need to keep your dreams alive. That in order to achieve anything, you need faith, confidence, vision, hard work, determination, and dedication.

They reminded me that all things are possible for those who believe.

I can't picture the party on Bourbon Street... but I certainly can feel the vibes here in New York.

Congrats New Orleans. You deserve it!