Bush, New Orleans, And Saints...
Witizens:
No! I'm not about to Kanyeezie out on Witsy, if that's what you're thinking. Today, I'd like to address Monday Night Football and the only Bush that showed up in New Orleans on time: Reggie Bush. Last night's football game, Atlanta Falcons vs. New Orleans Saints was a monumental game. The stadium was hurriedly completed before the game, and finally, The Saints have their Superdome back after a little over a year. Le sigh. I do hope that the levees get the same attention as the football stadium. I know to some, "football is life", but we all know how many lives are truly at stake with sandbags holding back an ocean. Dammit, I am about to K.West it up... I'm done.
When The Saints Came Marching In...
From the moment the pigskin was kicked off, The Saints were the hungriest team on the field. It was so obvious. It was their first game at home in months, their stats for home games in previous seasons are lackluster, and R. Bush has loads to prove as the star freshman (nicknamed "Baby Matrix" by teammate Horn). Did I mention the THOUSANDS of screaming, emotional fans in the stadium? It was as if their hopes of rebuilding their city depended on a victory. It was as if victory depended on their high hopes. Or perhaps it was simple hope they have been wanting all along... I can't decide. All I know is that I never believed ATL had a chance last night, and they are my favorite team in the NFL. That game was over before it began; The Saints were dead set on playing like Gods, and the fans seemed to be filled with the Holy Ghost. By the end of the game, The Saints were playing so magnificient and electrifying that I renamed them "Category 5" or "Cat 5 Boys". I know, I'm an ass.
The Dirty, Nasty, Filthy South...
As much as I enjoyed the game, I couldn't help feeling inundated with "Visit New Orleans, PLEASE". There was interview after interview with celebs saying that Nw Orleans needs tourism to get back on its feet. I want to get some things straight. First, I'd feel the place was safe enough to visit when I see that the residents can return home. Second, the clips they showed of New Orleans last night weren't really my ideal vacation spots. Third, I'd like to see a dam be built to hold back the ocean... please! I mean, there's the Hoover and Niagara Falls to keep water at bay, but sandbags to hold back the ocean?! What the fuck? Even beavers know to build dams to protect themselves. I propose some dam be built for a city that lies below sea level. I also propose it be called "God"... New Orleans very own God Dam.
I'm all about seeing New Orleans, and every other city that was rocked by Katrina, bounce back. Truly, I am. But, before tourism, commercialism, and consumerism can be fully addressed, I'd like to see a bit of humanism.
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo
No! I'm not about to Kanyeezie out on Witsy, if that's what you're thinking. Today, I'd like to address Monday Night Football and the only Bush that showed up in New Orleans on time: Reggie Bush. Last night's football game, Atlanta Falcons vs. New Orleans Saints was a monumental game. The stadium was hurriedly completed before the game, and finally, The Saints have their Superdome back after a little over a year. Le sigh. I do hope that the levees get the same attention as the football stadium. I know to some, "football is life", but we all know how many lives are truly at stake with sandbags holding back an ocean. Dammit, I am about to K.West it up... I'm done.
When The Saints Came Marching In...
From the moment the pigskin was kicked off, The Saints were the hungriest team on the field. It was so obvious. It was their first game at home in months, their stats for home games in previous seasons are lackluster, and R. Bush has loads to prove as the star freshman (nicknamed "Baby Matrix" by teammate Horn). Did I mention the THOUSANDS of screaming, emotional fans in the stadium? It was as if their hopes of rebuilding their city depended on a victory. It was as if victory depended on their high hopes. Or perhaps it was simple hope they have been wanting all along... I can't decide. All I know is that I never believed ATL had a chance last night, and they are my favorite team in the NFL. That game was over before it began; The Saints were dead set on playing like Gods, and the fans seemed to be filled with the Holy Ghost. By the end of the game, The Saints were playing so magnificient and electrifying that I renamed them "Category 5" or "Cat 5 Boys". I know, I'm an ass.
The Dirty, Nasty, Filthy South...
As much as I enjoyed the game, I couldn't help feeling inundated with "Visit New Orleans, PLEASE". There was interview after interview with celebs saying that Nw Orleans needs tourism to get back on its feet. I want to get some things straight. First, I'd feel the place was safe enough to visit when I see that the residents can return home. Second, the clips they showed of New Orleans last night weren't really my ideal vacation spots. Third, I'd like to see a dam be built to hold back the ocean... please! I mean, there's the Hoover and Niagara Falls to keep water at bay, but sandbags to hold back the ocean?! What the fuck? Even beavers know to build dams to protect themselves. I propose some dam be built for a city that lies below sea level. I also propose it be called "God"... New Orleans very own God Dam.
I'm all about seeing New Orleans, and every other city that was rocked by Katrina, bounce back. Truly, I am. But, before tourism, commercialism, and consumerism can be fully addressed, I'd like to see a bit of humanism.
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo
posted by Not So Cosmo @ 9:01 AM
1 Comments:
At 10:56 PM,
Not So Cosmo said…
Agent Smith:
The people of New Orleans can not pin their hopes to Bush. LOL!! I just can't help cracking up at that everytime. *clears throat* My apologies. Anyhow, he's amazing and all, but I think his lack of success is because no pro baller wants to be shown up by the new Boy Wonder. Bush is moving the ball down the field, but he's not scoring. He's getting so much attention on the field, not only from the fans, but from the coaches and players as well, that other CAT 5 Boys are left wide open, and they're doing the most with those opportunities. Beyond that, the whole friggin' game looked scripted from the moment the punt was returned for a TD; very storybook.
I won't launch into any conspiracy theories, but I expect the Saints to go REALLY far this season. If I'm wrong, it wouldn't be a first. If I'm right, well, I'll see you all when I return from Vegas with my winnings.
^.^
N~S~C
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