Oddly, I feel partially responsible for last night's loss. I hadn't shaved since the series started. Additionally, in one of those odd superstitions, I'd had a bacon cheeseburger (with pickles, mayo, and hot sauce) the night of every game since Game 6 in the Cleveland series.
So, what do I do? Well, I went to a dinner party on Sunday, so I had to shave. (Plus, I've got court this week, and the scraggly beard never goes over well with clients or the judges.) Also, the fiancee' has been on my case about unhealthy eating -- I think the quote was "I've never seen you eat so much beef since we've been together, and it scares me" -- so I switched it up yesterday.
The result? A loss. Now, superstitions are by their nature silly, but I'm sitting here today wishing I'd never departed from routine.
Anybody else have any similar stories?