I went to the sundry store in my office building to get a paper (for someone else), expecting them to be sold out. They were, but the owner said he’d sell me his own copy. Then six people walked in behind me for a paper. I said, “Too late, I got the last one.” Lucky me! I paid my 75 cents and ran. Since it’s not mine to keep, I took some pictures. And the owner assured everyone that more papers would be coming in this morning, so I don’t have to feel too guilty.

Today’s front pages of the Times Picayune, including the “World Champs” special edition that was given to the team at the game.

No picture, but we had to post this for posterity. We are still in shock, but that was the loudest whisper screaming I have ever done. The people on our block were dancing in the street and shooting fireworks. Faye slept through it all, blessed thing. Yay, Saints! (And you were WRONG, Dan Marino, ha!)