King Arthur Movie Tristan

Normally jshox tries to steer clear of re-blogging content that has appeared elsewhere on the internets, but Who Dat Nation is in search of a fan, and I'm not talking about a super Saints fan, because what's a super fan? But sometimes there's a fan. And I'm talking here about the The Unknown Who Dat.   


At the Redskins game he was the fan for his time and place, appearing on TV decked out in black and gold in the classy seats with a grin void of teeth and hair that had that freshly rained on look, although it did not rain at this game, sending ghastly bewilderment throughout Who Dat Nation -- who is The Unknown Who Dat!!?? -- just before Drew Brees delivered a touchdown and 12-0 salvation.
Reportedly, and jshox has talked to one eye witness who sat a couple of rows behind him, The Unknown Who Dat arrived to the 45-yard line seat, located behind the Saints bench a few rows up, steaming and with at least one corned-up female companion in tow during the final quarter.

The Unknown Who Dat gave it his best in overtime, pumping his fists with fingers taped up in white tape.






And even if The Unknown Who Dat is a lazy fan, and he quite possibly could be the laziest fan in all of Saints history, he is an authentic fan, without desire to paint himself or strut like a peacock in a homemade costume. No, indeed, The Unknown Who Dat might possibly drink the paint and do his thing. And that's why he is loved -- he's one of us.

He who has never drank too much paint at a Saints game can cast the first Dome Dog. But this guy's got mojo.



Sometimes there's a fan . . . sometimes
there's a fan.