I am not much of a cat person, but a cat whose presence potentially helps the Saints beat the Falcons in the SuperDome? That's a cat that has my love and respect. So I got to say that it's a pleasure to report that after a small stint of going MIA, #WhoDatCat has arrived back where she rightfully belongs. Finally made it back home to continue bringing the Saints luck, just not of the Andrew variety. Do the Saints win the last two games without #WhoDatCat alive and well? I don't know, maybe? I'll tell you this, I damn sure don't want to find out. A pesky little multi-colored feline is as good of a reason as any as to why the Saints defense has seemingly transformed itself over the course of the last two weeks. It's either that or Rob Ryan finally figured it out, and as of now, I am giving them equal odds as to who is really responsible.
Got to love Saints fans losing their collective minds because their lucky cat has gone missing. That's New Orleans for you. Just dropping everything and scouring the surrounding area to make sure the Saints continue to win, and I guess to make sure someone's pet made it back in the arms of their loving owner. Either way, it's amazing. Best fans in the world. No superstition too crazy to believe in. No black and gold colored animal too insignificant to have an impact on a professional football game. Maybe we are all just lunatics, but if it helps me believe in the Saints overcoming a treacherous start to the season, I'll start breeding black and gold muskrats and build them some mini-bleachers in front of the television. Whatever this cat has been doing (likely absolutely nothing) seems to be working and we're going to need some more of that completely apathetic magic come Sunday! WHO DAT!!!