When I was eight years old the Saints had a regular season home game against the Atlanta Falcons that sold out. That meant that for once they would be on TV for a home game and I didn't have to listen to the game on the radio. I got up that Sunday morning, did my picks for all the games with my daddy like we always did and got ready to watch my team play at home.
The score was 41-0 Atlanta by halftime.
That's why as much as it sucked to go up to Chicago and fall on our faces in the NFC championship, I can't be more prouder of my team. It's much better to be playing in January for something meaningful than to watch your team get embarrassed during the year and never get this chance.
Congratulations to the Bears. We'll see you next year in our house when we have home field.