I know that there are a lot of stories out there of fathers hugging sons and die hard fans that have waited 40+ years for this to happen. I would like to start a thread where we as Saints fans can come together and tell our stories. I want to know what was the best part of the game, besides the winning. What was it about that game that brought a tear to your eye? Was it the sharing of emotions with a loved one? Was it knowing that a passed loved one was watching this game as you looked to the heavens and could sense the smile on their face as the game winning field goal soared through the uprights? For me, it was watching it with my 3 year old daughter. This whole season she has actually looked forward to watching football with me and it was a blast. When I got my Drew Brees jersey for Christmas, and the first game I wore it while I sat at home watching the game, she wanted one for herself. I have not been able to find one locally for her in time for this game, but that is ok, she will have one for the Superbowl if God is on my side. But the best part was when Drew Brees took the field. She screamed, Daddy your on TV!!! Daddy is playing football!! I laughed and said yeah sug Daddy is on the TV. After the first series was over, she wanted to know where Dad went. I told her that she was going to have to wait because it's the other guy's turn. Oh she says. Then Drew takes the field again and I didn't have to say anything. She saw that number 9 and she knew who it was. I am not saying that I am going to file a paternity test against Drew, because I am quite sure he cannot be her father LOL, but it was still funny. At the end of the game I told her that Daddy's team won, and she was quite happy with that. Being able to share the beginning of a Dynasty with my daughter made this game priceless. I just can't wait to see the look on her face when she get's her own Drew Brees jersey, just like Daddy.