Friday, August 19, 2011

Hail 'Stache 2011


Hail Fleur-de-Stache, full of faith, the Black & Gold is with Thee. Blessed art thou among fleur-de-lis and blessed is the soul of thy team, the New Orleans Saints.

Holy ‘Stache, Patron Saint of Who Dat Mustachios, pray for our Bless You Boys at the hour of their kickoff.

Let us be thankful for the flavors we’ve already savored: a resurrected Sacredome, a Deuce upside your head, a Meach-around, an old man’s pants on the ground, a Thanksgiving Day Jenkins jack, and a party with Lombardi.

Sustain our lungs and livers, oh ‘Stache, and train our Dome Foam strainers to remain steady in the face of every 2011 obstacle, be it dirty bird, bastard Bear, or the spoiled loin fruits of St. Archie.

As we place Thy sacred hair upon these fleur-de-lips, we honor the Black & Gold that have come before us: St. Buddy, pray for us. St. Dulymus, guide us. Dome Patrol, defend us. St. Gleason, inspire us.

Grant us faith, oh ‘Stache, as we commit these fleur-de-lip sweaters to the season of roofbanging before us. For thine is the kingdom of Who Dats, the power running game, and the gris gris.

Who Dat!

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