The spare bedroom has become a museum, paying homage to a lifetime of superfandom. “My wife thinks I’m a little over the top with this Saints business,” says New Orleans attorney Tony LeMon. And indeed, to employ the parlance of his profession, the evidence is indisputable.
Trading cards and action figures stuff a series of glass cases, competing for precious shelf space with countless bobbleheads and baubles. Fifty-plus NFL jerseys hang inside a replica of Drew Brees’s locker room stall, near an oversized helmet signed by coach Sean Payton. The collection started back in the late ’60s, soon after the Saints came to town, when young Tony began saving the stubs from discounted kids tickets—one dollar each—that he bought with money earned performing odd jobs for his New Orleans neighbors.