10:47 pm - Walking down Bourbon Street. Just saw a 9 year old get hit in the head with beads. Hilarious!

10:32 pm - Wow what a game! Zack and I walked around trying to find a sports bar for a while, picked up my buddy Rob and one of his friends (I "mugged" Rob, scaring the hell out of him and in hindsight I was probably lucky I didn't get swung on) and we continued to try and find somewhere.  After walking in an enormous circle and wasting nearly an hour we headed to Bourbon Street and after walking up and down looking for the one place multiple people recommended we gave up and wound up at some random sports bar called La Bayou.  It wound up being good and the game was in the late 3rd quarter with the Saints down 24-3.

From there the Saints scored on their first two possessions of the 4th and all of a sudden it felt like there was going to be some Saints magic once again.  There was no other place I would have rather been outside of the Superdome than on Bourbon Street if the Saints were indeed going to pull this off.  Then the Cowboys shanked a short field goal because Nick Folk is awful (and will be jobless Monday) and the improbable comeback looked not only probable but inevitable.  The Saints had 2:30 to go and 80 yards to go.  They only got 30.  Horrible clock management leading up to a 4th down conversion left the home team strapped for time and the miracle ended with a Demarcus Ware sack of Drew Brees and the ball laying on the turf with a Cowboy on top of it.

That was still an amazing experience! Now off to walk up and down Bourbon Street.