I never expected to receive a reality check on Bourbon Street, but it happened last Sunday.

Having gone to New Orleans to surrender from real life for a few days, as well as head to Baton Rouge to watch LSU tangle with Alabama, I realized late Sunday afternoon that a 4-0 day was coming home. I mentioned this to my friend as we took in the sights, sounds, and smells of the French Quarter, and he unloaded on me.