I’m worried about this whole “Saints in the Super Bowl” thing.Not the expected “I’m anxious about the outcome of the game” worried. I’m scared about the aftermath.Don’t get me wrong — I’m going to be cheering for the black-and-gold Super Bowl victory.I’m from New Orleans area, but I’ve never really considered myself a Saints fan.I actually grew up disliking the Saints because of all the hazing, stealing and alleged wife-poaching. Their tomfoolery made them hard to consider even lovable losers. Sean Payton came in and cleaned house, and I quickly began at least wishing them well.But then the worry set in when Payton brought the Saints to the 2006 NFC Championship in Chicago.What if the Saints win? What if the answer to “Who Dat?” actually shifted one miraculous year from “most teams” to “no one”?Los Angelenos, Detroitians and people in Chapel Hill, N.C., rioted after Lakers’, Red Wings’ and Tar Heels’ championships, respectively, and those are three of the winningest programs in their sports with a combined 30 titles. They expect to win.What would happen if hell finally froze over and the Saints could raise the Lombardi Trophy and thank God?New Orleanians drink heavily and party wildly, and they’ve waited through years of paper-bag-covered heads and pined for the day their team would even reach arguably the biggest stage in all of sports.The possibilities are endless, and in many cases terrifying.I started getting nervous enough when I saw the Facebook status updates before this season’s NFC Championship. People seemed ready to riot at the prospect of just a Super-Bowl berth — let alone a victory.One of my reporter friends, another New Orleans native, posted a pretty interesting status after the Saints knocked Brett Favre and the Vikings out of the playoffs that night:”On the police scanner right now: ‘We have reports of fireworks in at least 20 different locations.’ ‘There’s about 1,000 people trying to get Saints gear at Academy, we need crowd control.’ ‘Complaintaint says people in the neighborhood are dancing around a small fire.’ If this is Baton Rouge, I cannot imagine New Orleans.”She later added, “Complaintant says he saw two men grab a man in a purple sweatshirt and force him into the trunk of a car. They eventually let him go.”That addendum’s actually pretty funny to me. But seriously, “If this is Baton Rouge [after the NFC Championship], I cannot imagine New Orleans [after a Super Bowl win].”And I’m not sure I want to.Ideally, I’d like to say a championship would unleash a flood of love, friendliness, camaraderie, etc., (take your pick) into the streets of the Big Easy.But realistically, there’s no telling.We could see fires, looting and destruction.I’m not guaranteeing anything. I’m just a little uneasy.And I could not hope any more that I’m wrong for thinking it’s even a possibility.I don’t want to get melodramatic and New Orleans-centric, but I feel New Orleanians and Saints fans deserve a championship as much as any team’s following. As happy as I’d be to see New Orleans atop the league, I’d be even happier to see how much happier it makes many of my family and friends — shout out to my dad, uncle and grandfather for putting in years of futile fandom and trying their damnedest to get me on board.Unfortunately, all that glory and excitement could be quickly taken away if a few people — whether idiots, drunks or just over-excited — damage the city and make all Saints fans look like hoodlums to the rest of the country.But I’m going to take my chances and cheer for the unthinkable.Just please don’t burn the city down.——Contact Jerit Roser at [email protected]