Take These Broken Wings

Baby, I think tonight we can take what was wrong and make it right!

I Will Be Your Friend, Norseman

Bon Voyage Vi-Queens

If you missed the Mall of America kick-off to a season long celebration of 50 years of Vi-Queens, I strongly advise you bring yourself up to speed on this storied franchise with Moose Denied's in-depth reportage:

"The lightning strikes the hull of the Drekar longship, which proceeds to burst into flames and sink to the bottom of the Nordsjøen."

'Staches on Wheels

Cafe 641's 3rd annual Dash for the 'Stache hits the streets on Saturday, September 4, pedaling from the Mid-City Bulldog to the Dome for the annual blessing of the mustaches. Time to tune up your bike and pick up a helmet. Therese is sure glad she did:

Saturday, September 4
12 p.m. start at Mid-City Bulldog
Stops include:
Buddy D and Dave Dixon gravesites
Mid-City Yacht Club
Finn McCool's
Liuzza's
Superdome Gate A
Champions Square
... and other bars tba ...

T-P Columnist: "Favre on the Ground!"

Seems like the indomitable spirit of the Roofbanger has rubbed off a bit on some of the media types whose new Sacredome press box now occupies those 1200 seats removed during the off-season. That's a good thing because the Cajun Cannon can't be the only one banging press box roofs.

Kudos to T-P columnist Jeff Duncan for his journalistic "pants on the ground" shots at Brett Favre:

But unless you're wearing purple-colored glasses, the only remotely cheap shot I could see would be McCray's late hit at the end of the reverse handoff. In fact, there were a couple of times Saints defenders had chances to waylay Favre in the pocket, only to pull up or slide by him at the last instant. . . .

The pass was so bad there were only two rational conclusions to be rendered from it: Farve gambled because he either (a.) physically couldn't run; or (b.) cowardly wouldn't. Either way, the Saints defense had successfully delivered its message. . . .

There might be "Favre rules" in Eden Prairie, Minn., but they don't apply in New Orleans.

Rings for Roofbangers

Cafe 641 unveiled it's Super Bowl XLIV ring design earlier this week courtesy of the design team at Saintseester, which was chosen over Tiffany & Co. Enjoy:

Giant Mushroom in the Sky

Patron Saint of the Sacredome
(Photo: Judi Bottoni, AP)

David F. Dixon, the driving force behind the concept and construction of the Louisiana Superdome and the father of professional football in New Orleans, died this morning, his son David Frank Dixon Jr. said. (Marty Mule, T-P)

Peter Finney offers these eulogistic thoughts on what might not have been without Dave Dixon "passing our way:"

• "Would there be such a football team as the New Orleans Saints?"
• "Would that giant mushroom be sitting today on Poydras Street?"

To those, I add:

• Would there be a roof to bang? A wall to dirty?

Finney recalls a Galatoire's dinner he attended with Buddy D., Vince Lombardi, and Dixon, where Dixon gets to preaching on the virtues of New Orleans professional football:

When Dave finished, the Green Bay coach laughed out loud. He pounded the table with his fist. "Mr. Dixon, I'm ready to suit up and go out there and play. Dammit, after hearing this pep talk, I think you missed your calling. You shoulda been a football coach.''

And the ringing endorsement of Louisiana Governor John McKeithen, whose prescient appraisal of the Sacredome sounded like this:

Dave, that's the greatest building in the history of the world. And, by God, we're going to build it.

Mr. Clio and Jeffrey pay their respects.

A funeral mass will be said Wednesday at 12:30 p.m. at Holy Name of Jesus.