Meet Me in Louisiana!
My mom always wondered why I never had a burning desire to go shopping with her on Sundays. Instead I watched endless hours of football.
And I mean, endless.
It wasn’t just New Orleans Saints games. They usually played Sunday at noon in the 1990s and early 2000s, so there were two more games on afterward. That meant I was watching those too … after I vented my frustrations in a unique way.
I penned postgame commentary in a spiral notebook, perhaps foreshadowing a career to come. It was like therapy after some pretty painful losses of the pre-Sean Payton days! River City Relay in December 2003 comes to mind as I write this. I dreamed of one day covering the Saints.
It’s all I talked about.
From 2012-15, I actually did. I worked at NOLA.com and hosted two daily video shows, “Black and Gold Today” and “Talkin’ Tigers.” I’d found my groove.
Until I got laid off.
That was a devastating September day. I thought I’d be a sports journalist forever. But then I realized God had other plans for me, including marriage to my husband, Adam, a second move to Lake Charles, and a master’s degree in mass communication.
My excitement for sports – and more importantly, my zest for life – hasn’t faded. Sports will always be a part of my life in some way, whether it’s going to Saints games (Section 257, anyone?), tailgating at Adam’s alma mater Louisiana Tech, or one of my favorite summer traditions – watching Wimbledon on TV.
So, Saints football still dictates my moods even at age 33, but I’m blending in better now that we’ve moved to Tiger Town!