"You know its football season when (insert name) starts (insert superstition)."
Saw a Bud Light commercial today and it got me thinking...does anyone else or their SO have superstitions when they watch their beloved sports teams?
My husband went over to a buddy's house to watch Opening Day for the Texans and he HAD to bring his rally chair...its this stupid old little wooden child's chair, painted Texans blue, which he HAS to sit on, usually by the 4th quarter. While its somewhat endearing and cute, I find it highly annoying that he has to bring it with him when he watches a game at someone else's house. And how I have to store it away safely so my son and his friends won't accidently destroy it (its really really old). But he truly believes if he sits that low right in front of the TV, the Texans will catch his vibe through the screen and score points continually.
Please respond only if you are a football fan or widow/widower...I would love to know I'm not the only one who puts up with a crazy spouse.
TEXANS - SUPERBOWL BOUND!
Well, you guys outdid my husband. Your 'stitions are hilarious to say the least! Underwear, housework, topless (classic!)...aaah, the joys of being a sports fan, eh?
Good luck to ya'lls team this year whoever it is!
oh dear. i washed my dh's lucky oriole hat in '84, after they won the world series. he swears i washed the luck away!
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Yah, I'm terrible like that. When the Super Bowl Bound Packers are on, poor DH knows to tread lightly. He also has learned not to take it personally if I tell him to leave the room, as his presence makes my team do stupid things. I've scientifically proven to him that once he has left the room they do better. Even when on a DVR delay. I know, it's amazing. His presence is so strong he can affect things that happened in the past. And the fact that he no longer argues with me about that is just proof that he knows its true. Oh, and socks. I have a pair of packer socks that i must wear, or the team will lose. Last year they developed a hole in the heel and the team lost until I learned to darn. It's quite a responsibility to live in the hub of such psychic-kenetic energy.
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Yah, I'm terrible like that. When the Super Bowl Bound Packers are on, poor DH knows to tread lightly. He also has learned not to take it personally if I tell him to leave the room, as his presence makes my team do stupid things. I've scientifically proven to him that once he has left the room they do better. Even when on a DVR delay. I know, it's amazing. His presence is so strong he can affect things that happened in the past. And the fact that he no longer argues with me about that is just proof that he knows its true. Oh, and socks. I have a pair of packer socks that i must wear, or the team will lose. Last year they developed a hole in the heel and the team lost until I learned to darn. It's quite a responsibility to live in the hub of such psychic-kenetic energy.
When the Giants went to the superbowl 4 years ago, I was convinced that they only played well when I was cleaning. It obviously worked as they won the game. My husband will change his shirt if the Redskins are losing, stopped wearing a jersey because they never won when he wore it. I love the chair story, but I would probably be annoyed by it if it was my husband though.
Hee Hee.
I just watched an episode of 'That 70s Show' where Kitty was excited to get to watch a football game... because Red's team had once won a game while she was in the kitchen, so she had to spend every game in the kitchen from that point on. Red went to the game live, so she got to sit in the living room for the game. :)
My hubby is a big Nascar fan... I always make fun of it when he's watching (although now that I actually understand it, it's more interesting to me... lol.) One day during the final 5 laps I was sitting there, and I said "I wonder what would happen if one of them just decided to turn right..." At that moment, one of the leaders got bumped by another car, and veered to the right... resulting in a big pile up... HIS driver happened to wind up the leader, and went on to win the race.
So now, hubby always wants me to ask them to turn right... even though his driver hasn't won a single race since then. lol!
Wellll...
the Jaguars were up 9-0 against the Vikings this afternoon, until I dozed off for a nap. When I started waking up the game had turned and it was 20-15 Vikings. But after I started watching again, they rallied back and made an amazing reception for a touchdown and 2 pt conversion. They were up by 3 with 7 seconds left in the game.
The Vikings had timeouts left, and managed to get a field goal making it a tie game, and OT ensued. They made a field goal and turned over possession to the Jags for their turn. I thought... hey, I've got a few minutes... went to do something in the kitchen and my husband comes out of the bedroom:
"Jags lost". I asked if they threw an interception or something and he says no... "just didn't move it and gave it up for lack of a 1st down". :(
So.... should I have not napped so they never got behind?
I know.. not the same kind of thing as your husband and his chair. But, I was laying there on the bed wondering if I should have stayed awake or not.... lol
I wear by Cleveland Browns underwear when I'm watching my AFL team play...
...but I can't wear them when the Browns are playing. (Seriously, the Talons won every game when I remembered to wear them, and the Browns have lost every game I was wearing them when they played. Wish I would have remembered them when the Talons played their last game!)
I think sports superstitions are especially prevalent among people who grew up playing sports. I, for one, am in a similar boat with Victoria. If my team is doing badly while I'm watching, I turn it off or go do something else and see if it turns around. If it does, I can't go back and watch, because then it'll go back downhill. :) If they're doing well and I leave, well, let's just say I shouldn't leave. I played softball up through high school, and I can tell you, we had some interesting superstitions. Each member of the team had a jar of home field dirt that stayed in our bags. That way, when we were playing away games, each of us could (and would, mind you) take some of our home field dirt out to our position and sprinkle it around out there to bring some of our "home field advantage" with us. Also, if we were playing in a tournament, we all had to wear the same pair of socks for the whole tournament. If anyone changed their socks, we lost. Oh, sports superstitions... How dumb you are, and yet, I cannot ignore you.
Roll Tide! I almost always wear my "Bama" tshirt on game days!
I had a friend who tried to convince us all that girls had to be topless for his team to win. Serious fanatic about it. Apparently his team only ever won when his wife was breastfeeding.
Yeah.
If it's not the French Quarter, it's not happening. Nice try, Johnny.
We have a rule that we can't say anything optimistic when our hockey team, the San Jose Sharks, play. If we start to feel optimistic or happy about their prospects, they get knocked out of the playoffs.
I didn't marry a football freak but grew up in a household that literally worshipped the Dallas Cowboys. My folks got married during a halftime ceremony at a game, and Sundays when the Boys played, me and my brother were shooed outside, the curtains were drawn and the phones were taken off the hook. My dad had the superstition - peanut M&Ms. One bag per game, and a different color meant a different situation. Green for defense, orange for punts, you get the idea. When we were older and got to watch too, they became projectiles (my brother had the same exact name as a player on the team, and if the player screwed up, my brother would get pelted (lovingly) with M&Ms). My mom passed away a while ago, but when my dad visits during football season, we always have that yellow bag on hand.
