San Antonio Saints? You're Really Wearing That Here?

After an errand-running Sunday, the Fair Family decided to close last weekend with an early evening dinner at Nacho Mamas on Magazine Street. The weather was pleasant (and there was a wait for an inside table) so we decided to sit at an outside sidewalk table. We were at one table and at the other taken sidewalk table was a group of about seven or eight twentysomethings. They weren't rowdy but they were having a few drinks with their dinner. As we were finishing up eating, two guys approach our tables on their way to the adjacent restaurant. One of the guys wears a t-shirt which reads San Antonio Saints complete with fleur-de-lis. Almost simultaneously the group of guys at the adjacent table and I start booing him and giving him all kinds of hell as they pass. They enter Regenelli's next door and the guys at the other table and I start talking and joking about we just saw. Then a few moments later things shifted to a "let's get him" mob mode (it was sorta like that Jack Black character in that one scene in BOB ROBERTS). Two of the guys got up from their table and burst into the restaurant where the other two were. Standing in the middle of the restaurant, the two from outside undid their pants and proceeded to moon the T-shirt guy. We were all laughing as this went down and most of the patrons in Reginelli's found it humorous as well. Even the guy getting mooned thought it was funny.

After the two mooners left, I asked the guy why in earth he was wearing that shirt in New Orleans and advised him that wearing such a shirt here wasn't the smartest thing to do. No, he wasn't from Texas like I suspected. He was actually a local Saints fan who explained to me he was wearing the shirt in protest of Tom Benson's ownership of the team. "Benson is using the city and holding New Orleans hostage, " he told me.