Let me tell you, when I'm under center do you think I care about the No. 17 on my chest? It doesn't mean a thing. I was No. 11 in high school, No. 12 in college, No. 9 with the Saints (earlier in his NFL career). I mean, it's just a number.
We owed the Saints twofold. They kept us out of the playoffs in last year's final game, so the payback was doubly sweet. If a certain two of our cheerleaders can double their pleasure, why can't we?