The next morning, Sunday, was shear pandemonium. It seemed that everybody was wearing Saints black-and-gold, and StubHub was selling tickets right in the hotel lobby. I could have gotten a game ticket for $28, but I decided that a football game could be watched on television, but an authentic New Orleans second-line couldn’t. So I walked around the corner to grab a breakfast at the Cafe on the Square, and soon Rico Brooks and his friend met me there for breakfast. The street outside was already lined with Saints fans getting ready to head to the Superdome. 

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