Sunday, February 07, 2010

See you next season.

Rykert celebrates



I usually just skim the pages of my alumni magazine when it arrives a few times a year. The most interesting thing that I've ever read in said publication was a snippet in the "Classes" section that announced that one of my classmates had quit her investment banking job (during the upswing no less) to attend mime school in San Francisco. There was another individual who quit his architecture job to take a position as a surfer character at Disney Land. But when I received the last issue a month or two ago, there was a really interesting essay on the last page, and this really struck me:

In its unparalleled mediocrity, the Saints have over the years become the patron of the city's karma of low expectations, an icon for the myriad failures and ineptitudes for which the city is both loved and scorned. So if the team and its long-suffering fans have flourished in a warped symbiosis that is somehow integral to the city's homeostatic continuity, whiat happens when that dance is disrupted and we all become winners?

What adjustments will homeostasis demand of the structure and function of the city? Fewer potholes, musicias and restaurants? More freeways, accountants, and shopping malls? A power grid that doesn't flinch during a rainstorm? Garbage collectors who no longer laugh and sing along their routes? A recycler who'll take glass? More gas stations on St. Charles Avenue? Fewer folks sitting on their porches?

The possibilities are staggering and there have been no studies, surveys, or focus groups to investigate the potential impact of a Super Bowl victory. Like a Category 5 storm suddently appearing just south of Boothville, this football season has taken everyone by surprise. There are no levees to contain what might happen, and even worse, no federal agencies to hold accountable.

We're really on our own with this one.

Nick Marinello, "Saints Fever", Tulanian, vol 81, no. 2



And with that, the football talk will be gone from the blog until September, at the very earliest, and hopefully knitting and crafting talk will come back soon.

2 comment(s). Tell me what you think!:

L said...

Apologies to Rykert. The red eye fix made your eyes a little squirrely.

Rykert said...

Apology unnecessary: the squirrely eyes convey, quite accurately, the moment's dereium-tinged elation.

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