So, I’ve had this problem all my life. You see, usually when confronting most situations or questions, my head and my heart are at odds with each other; whatever my head says, my heart will take an opposite stance. And, for whatever reason, I usually follow my heart.
To follow my heart is to embrace pure emotion over reason, and I do believe in reason. Sometimes my heart is correct, but the vast majority of the time, my head is correct in its intuitions. And this is always heartbreaking to me because between my heart and between my head, I very much prefer my heart; the beauty and imagery and hope offered by the heart is preferable to the stark realism and logic offered by the head.
This dilemma played a part in choosing a winner for this year’s Superbowl. My head said, “There is no way the Saints can overcome Peyton Manning and that offensive machine he leads.” But my heart was enthralled by the narrative offered by the Saints and the city of
Who cannot be swayed by the story of a team representing a city that not so long ago was nearly razed by Hurricane Katrina? Who cannot be moved by the story of a team representing a city of mostly brown people determined to rebuild their city, determined to stay put in that place where their family history, their family roots reach back for generations and generations?
It is that classic narrative theme of man against nature, and sometimes during the whole saga of
But anyway, I chose
I guess this is just my longwinded way of saying congratulations to the New Orleans Saints and the city and people of