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By Mike Scott, NOLA.com | The Times-Picayune
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in a time of grief and loss. A time of turmoil and confusion. A time of fist-shaking anger, of slipping faith, of overwhelming and overpowering questioning of all that we once held dear.
It is, my brothers and sisters, Super Bowl Sunday.
In an ordinary year, this would be a joyful time, a celebratory time -- a dilly-dilly of a time. But, lo, this is not an ordinary year in New Orleans.
This year brings us Super Bowl LIE, which arrives at a time of mourning for Saints fans everywhere over the death of a dream. It is also a time in which many of us are feeling crushed by the fact that so much joy has been stolen from us by Old Scratch himself -- the Vile One, the Great Infernal, the Father of Lies.
But just for a moment, let's not dwell on NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell. ...
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