Via the Wild Hunt, here’s an article on Lisa Johnson, a “for-hire expert in all your voodoo needs” – who’s also the sister of former NFL (and Southern Methodist University) running back Eric Dickerson. Johnson says the Saints won yesterday’s Super Bowl because every “root doctor, voodoo priest, and conjurer” was working magic for New Orleans.
I’ve never had much use for athletes who thank God for helping them beat their opponents to a bloody pulp in some athletic contest. They usually sound like they’re trying to make themselves look good or proselytize for their religion instead of expressing gratitude. Though I must admit I keep hoping to hear an Olympic athlete thank Apollo or Artemis… or maybe an hammer-thrower thank Thor…
Praying to or thanking the Spirit of Life and Love for something as trivial as a football game seems silly, at best. If you view your gods as more personal, though (either in a Pagan context or an Evangelical Christian context) it starts to make more sense. And if you’re simply working magic, simply manipulating energy, then all of a sudden this story doesn’t seem so improbable… particularly when you consider how many people from how many walks of life were cheering – and working – for the Saints.
Regardless of how it happened, I’m happy for the Saints and the people of New Orleans and Louisiana.