There is a house in New Orleans…: I’m taking the day off to celebrate the Saints victory, ladies and gentlemen. I have no voice, I have no energy, I have a mild hang-over, and I hurt my elbow pounding on the counter at One Eyed Jack’s, which happens to have three enormous big screens showing the game. So all I have left today is rest, commemorative rest. 27-24 is all that matters today, be it here in Orlando, or in New Orleans.

Tomorrow, I’ll do my usual Sunday-style posting, from the Sunday Times.