From the NY Daily News:
NEW ORLEANS – Roy Bradley couldn’t sit still.
First he took a chair next to Mack Young, a friend from the Lower Ninth Ward. Then he ambled to the kitchen. Then he went outside to call his wife. Now, he was back inside. Bradley removed his Saints hard hat from his head and stared intently at the coin toss on a 64-inch flat screen TV. Then, just as the Saints elected to receive the kickoff, he jumped out of his seat and strolled to the kitchen again, refilled his black and gold Saints glass.
Hours later, when the seconds ticked down and a stunning 31-17 Saints Super Bowl victory was in hand, Bradley – who had lost his home in the Lower Ninth to Hurricane Katrina – sprang out of his seat and disappeared, whooping and hollering, into the New Orleans night.