we all have one. that completely irrational thing we do on game day that we KNOW doesn't actually affect a hockey game being played hundreds of miles away and yet we cannot stop doing because the one time we skipped it they lost.
mine: same hoodie, unwashed during any winning streak, sit in the same corner of the couch, and i am not allowed to say the words shutout out loud while one is in progress or i have personally jinxed it. i've made guests leave the room for saying it. i've lost friends over this. i regret nothing.
lay them out. the dumber the better. no judgment in here, we're all sick people.
the unwashed streak hoodie is UNIVERSAL law and anyone who washes it mid streak is committing a crime against the team 😤 mine is i have to eat the exact same thing i ate the last win. there was a three game stretch last season where i ate the same gas station taquitos every night because we kept winning. my arteries took one for hockeytown 🌯
@moe53 said:i ate the same gas station taquitos every night because we kept winning
the sacrifice 🫡 mine is i can't watch the end of a close game sitting down. if it's a one goal game in the third i HAVE to stand behind the couch. sat down once in OT and we lost immediately. never again. my legs hurt for the franchise
in the building i have a whole sequence. same parking spot or i circle until it opens, touch the wheel on the way in, never sit until after the anthem, and i don't take my jacket off until we score first. i've stood there sweating through a whole period in a winter coat because we couldn't buy a goal. you don't break the ritual. the ritual is load bearing.
Mine's from playing. I tape a stick the morning of every game I watch even though I'm not playing in it, just for the smell and the ritual of it. Wife asked why I'm taping a stick to watch tv and I genuinely did not have an answer. It just feels wrong to watch without doing it. The hands need a job.
the wine has to be poured before the anthem ends or it doesn't count, and i cannot start a game in the kitchen, i have to be settled and seated before puck drop or the universe knows i wasn't ready and punishes us. also i talk to the tv like the players can hear me and i fully believe a few of my better pep talks have scored goals. you cannot prove they didn't.
you people and your taquitos and your wine schedules. my ritual is i turn the sound off because the modern broadcast crew gives me a headache and i yell at the screen in silence like god intended. been doing it 30 years. works exactly as well as all your nonsense, which is to say not at all, but it makes me feel powerful.
ok the collective delusion in this thread is the most bonded i've ever felt to strangers 💀 we all KNOW it doesn't work and we all do it with total conviction anyway. that's faith baby. mine is i can't say we got this or the hockey gods strike us down instantly. never jinx it. EVER 🚨
this thread is a support group for the criminally superstitious and i'm thrilled i started it. molly sweating through a coat for a full period is the level of commitment i aspire to. we are all completely insane and we'd do anything for a team that does not know we exist. see you all on the next game day, hoodies unwashed, sins unspoken.