The New Orleans Saints danced as they celebrated trouncing the Indianapolis Colts 31-17 yesterday, marking the team’s first ever Super Bowl win in its 43 year history. “At the moment the Saints won the Super Bowl and New Orleans would never be the same, they spilled through the doors of Sidney’s Saloon at the corner of St. Bernard Avenue and St. Claude. They jumped and they danced and they hugged and they shouted to the night, ‘Who dat say dey gonna beat dem Saints?’ Somewhere near downtown, fireworks climbed into the sky; in the section of New Orleans known as Treme, police cars with lights flashing stopped for the party in the middle of the intersection. White policemen laughed as black revelers jumped on their hoods and rocked their bumpers. Cruiser windows opened, and nowhere in the city once broken by a hurricane did it ever come together quite like this. The Saints, who had brought this town so much heartache, had won the Super Bowl for the first time in their 43 years of existence with a 31-17 victory over the Indianapolis Colts on Sunday night in Miami Gardens, Fla. Trailing 10-0 in the early going in Miami, the Saints, led by quarterback Drew Brees, slowly took control of the game and then sealed their championship with two touchdowns in the final six minutes.”
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