I know we all have our little superstitions and pre-game routines that get our collective minds in the “right place” for the game but, I was just thinking of one of the most mojo jolting events of the entire season. Of course I am speaking of The Unknown Who Dat.
Remember when, out of the blue, this guy showed up on our TV’s and computer monitors? He was immediately accepted by most, but certainly not all, Saints Fans as a symbol of The Who Dat Nation. This was our crazy uncle who was lots of fun at family reunions. Well, ok, for a couple of hours anyway. The fans, the press, and cyber space scooped him up like a fumble on a muddy field, hoisted him on our shoulders, and showed him to the world as the embodiment of what an exhausted, weary, and frazzled Saints Fan of forty three years would look like as pictured in an encyclopedia.
The freebies started flowing. Plane tickets. Reception at Armstrong International. Game tickets. Hotel comp. Cocktail named after him. Meet and greet with his adoring public. The Team had Brees. We had UWD. Onward to the Superdome to beat the Cowboys!!!
Suddenly, The Unknown Who Dat became “He Who’s Name Is Not Spoken.” He plummeted from the public consciousness as if he were part of the catch-and-release program. “He Who’s Name Is Not Spoken” disappeared like the last wisp of smoke from the embers of a burned down home. No trace. No smell. No visual record.
And yet, I think we all felt his presence on CSC for the remainder of the season. In fact, what I think made his presence obvious (for me anyway) was his total absence. The only visual reference left is the avatar for “sernycrusher.”
The lesson here is - MOJO! Without any plans, discussions, or conspiracy, “He Who’s Name Is Not Spoken” was considered bad mojo by everyone concerned, whether we knew it or not. The collective spirit of The Canal Street Chronicles was wise enough to just leave it alone. Pretend it never happened and pick up where we left off minus one.
Does anyone have his e-mail address? I’d like to send him a note of congratulations and apologize for using him like a $5 hooker on a payday weekend.
But, maybe that’s just me.