Very Superstitious

It's the first real Steelers game of the year, and the superstitions? They abound. Everybody's got their own quirks, and I've got 'em in spades.

The following traditions/superstitions were followed today, and a victory ensued-

1. The uniform. (Bettis practice jersey. Black tank top, underwear, & bra. Pigtails in yellow holders. [hair may be worn down, but if it's done up, it has to be in the correct colors] ) When it gets colder, my cutoffs will be replaced by jeans, and the tank by a long sleeved black shirt, but everything else stays the same.

2. The knitting (I didn't knit the whole game, but did until halftime. It was enough.) And yes, it was a project I'd worked on last season. Yes, It is important.

3. The meal. Kielbasa, onions, & pierogi cooked in a bottle of Yuengling, washed down with a bottle of Iron City. The meal requirement can be altered if the game is being watched at Players sportsbar. Instead of the kielbasa and crew, a quesadilla is deemed lucky.

It probably also didn't hurt that the Titans sucked rotten eggs, and "Fast" Willie Parker is a little dervish, and Roethlisberger is indeed the man... but hey, I'd like to think that I had a little to do with it. Heh.

And the best part about football season has returned. Of course I'm speaking of Gregg Easterbrook's fabulous column at NFL.com, Tuesday Morning Quarterback. Because, honestly, America's only All Haiku Football Predictions? Fucking BRILLIANT. His weekly commentary makes me the happiest kid in the land, on Tuesdays. Intelligent, well written, long as all get out. Love. It.