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Miracle Margaret

February 8th, 2010 Comments off

Everyone believes their children are the most wonderful kids on the planet.

This proud papa is no different. So, I have to tell you a story.

I grew up in a sports family. If there was a game played, we were either playing in it or we really cared about who was playing in it.

That said, I settled into rooting for three teams as I grew up — The Boston Red Sox, Boston Celtics and New Orleans Saints.

Other than a brief period in the early 80s with the Celtics, life as a sports fan has been tough.

In 2003, I got married.

Thirteen months later, my first child was born, Sarah Parker. Four months after that, the unthinkable happened — the Red Sox won their first World Series in 86 years. We took pictures of my child with Red Sox garb on as we were sure she had been the lucky charm to put the forlorned franchise over the top.

Then Sam was born. The next basketball season, the Celtics won their first NBA title since 1986.

Wow, we were pretty good at this baby thing. I wasn’t sure if they would grow up to be good citizens, but we could sure spur pro sports franchises to good times.

Finally, Margaret Louise was born this past June. I joked soon after that this had to be the year of the Saints.

Who knew?

Who dat?

Until the final play from victory formation by Drew Brees was completed Sunday night, my almost 8-month-old watched with the rest of the family the Miracle in Miami as the Saints won the first Super Bowl in the team’s history.

And while Brees credited his newborn son as the lucky charm for New Orleans, I know the real story.

Three favorite teams, three kids, three titles.

Seems my work is done.

I know my wife believes that.

Saints underdogs again, but we are used to it

January 29th, 2010 Comments off

There is a photo of me when I was five or six years old at an art show holding a rock.
The photo actually appeared on the front page of the Commercial Appeal in Memphis.
What’s so special about a kid with a wry grin, cutting his eyes at the camera while holding a rock?
On the rock was painted, “Our Archie, That’s Who!”
I don’t remember exactly when I first started watching the New Orleans Saints, but when I look back at that photo, I know it was a long, long time ago.
And in those days, it seems all we had was hope.
Being a Saints fans in this part of the country is akin to being a Red Sox fan in New England. The difference being the Red Sox have actually won seven World Series titles.
While the Saints are being called America’s team these days, they have always been Louisiana, Mississippi and Alabama’s team.
I can remember back when my father would take the family out on Sunday drives through the Delta.
My mom would fix a cooler full of sandwiches and chips and drinks, and we would ride the roads of the flat land and listen to the Saints games on a Drew (Archie’s hometown) radio station.
Those were the days of Archie and Chuck Muncie and Tony Galbreath and Wes Chandler.
Later, it was the Dome Patrol of linebackers Ricky Jackson, Vaughn Jackson, Sam Mills and Pat Swilling.
Yeah, the Saints were bad a lot of times, but there were times when there was real hope.
When Archie was QB, there was the season back in the late ‘70s when the team went 8-8 and just missed out on the playoffs. The team had four or five near misses and could easily have been one of the two or three best teams in te NFC. Manning was also the offensive Player of the Year that season.
While they never went to the Super Bowl, for a wide-eyed Delta boy that lived and died with every snap of the ball, Archie and Saints were a thrill a minute. And we had hope.
So, this week, as the current edition of the Saints make their maiden voyage into the Super Bowl against Archie’s boy, my mind’s eye takes me back to my youth when winning would have been great, but the experience of being a fan with hope was just as good.
Yes there will be a winner and loser this week, and our Saints are underdogs as they have been for their 43-year history.
But, from where I am sitting, that’s not such a bad place. It’s a place we are familiar with. And we have hope.

Contact Mississippi Business Journal editor Ross Reily at or (601) 364-1018.

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