Very Superstitious

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Another irregularly scheduled visit to waste 5-10 minutes of your life...if it's not sent straight to spam or junk email at this point.  I kid of course.  We're down to the home stretch of the NFL season and quite a few things have become clear at this point...

The Texans and Falcons are two completely different types of 10-1
I still keep forgetting that the NBA season has started and the NHL season is on strike
I am embarrassed that I'm losing in one fantasy league to teams named Rainin Skeet & Buttsexaholics
Andy Reid and Romeo Crennel need to update their Linkedin profiles
Peyton Manning is no Tim Tebow...and that's a good thing
Tim Tebow is no backup quarterback...and that's a bad thing (for the Jets)
And I'm 80% certain that these Very Superstitious, Bud Light ads are mocking me...

Here's where I invite you to a glimpse of a few snippets of what a gameday is like for this idiot.  I must note that superstition has always been apart of anything I've done athletically...so it's only natural that it would transition over to watching sports...right?  I may or may not have done any of this during last Sundays Saints vs. 49ers game
- Flaming dr. pepper shot at kickoff (it was tequila, but I changed it up a few games ago and hadn't lost yet)
- Text a couple members of the whodat nation to get their opinion (their response never matters)
- Wore the customary Brees jersey (it should be noted, I won't wear the same gear after a loss)
- Few other Saints trinkets & put chair in the correct location (possibly yelled whodat once)

Now, that's probably crazy enough in itself...but things start to get interesting as the game develops.  A Saints score happened when I stood up....I saw no need to sit back down for the entire first half.  Another shot to try and reinvigorate the guys, donned different apparel for the 4th quarter and sat in my OTHER lucky spot to get the good mojo going again.  There was even a moment where I was squatting and leaning to grab my watch and we scored (I was returned to that position a couple more times during the game).

The point is, I'm a moron, but like many other fans I somehow have convinced myself that my from-the-sofa-efforts can help dictate the outcome of the game.  Never mind a qb throwing interceptions returned for touchdowns, a defense that's holier than a new pastor (just marinate there) or anything else on the field...the fate of the Saints lies with what I'm wearing, drinking and possibly eating that day.  We all know this makes little to no sense, but I'll stand on my head and eat a bologna sandwich if I thought it'd get us to the playoffs....and I know I'm not the only one (just the only one dumb enough to admit it).

A few vids for your perusal

Check out the Jets fans giving the business to their team at halftime of their last home game (except for the savior Tim Tebow)



This is the intro to Madden this year.  I wonder if Ravens just watch this before every game that Ray Lewis wasn't playing in.  I listen to this at least twice a week...just saying

I'll leave you with this one.  It's a few weeks old but still a good one.  Colts head coach, who's battling cancer, gives a speech to his team after a home victory.  (He went overboard with the Lombardy trophies...but that's neither here nor there)