I am so superstitious. I always think I'm jinxing the Rams. I hope those raccoons got the power, cuz I'm sick of having it myself.
It all dates from one Super Bowl Sunday early in 1980 when I was a young 'un supposed to be doing some fund-raising work for a church organization. I went delinquent and stopped in a bowling alley just in time to see a football narrowly miss Rod Perry's fingertips by about 2mm. That was all I saw. Man, did I know that I was a sinnah.
So let's see how those raccoons do. I'm sure pulling for them.
