I wouldn’t consider myself superstitious. Maybe a little stitious, but super? Naw.
Well, there was that god-awful Blackhawks game Saturday… we did wonder what we had done wrong. We being me and Dave. Because we hold their winning fate in our hands… Jerseys on? Check. Miller Lite? Check. Oh, I did have that McDonald’s Strawberry Lemonade with citrus vodka first… but that was to celebrate the lovely summer weather, and certainly not a transgression worthy of a three goal loss. To the Red Wings.
What is superstition anyway? According to Merriam-Webster, it’s
a : a belief or practice resulting from ignorance
That seems a little harsh!
My husband is notorious for “jinxing” things. Within seconds of his utterance of comments like, “Wow, Sale’s got a no-hitter going,” or “Crawford’s having an excellent game,” things turn for the worst. (Wouldn’t the fact that it happens ALL THE TIME give credence to his powers?! That’s not superstitious, that supershutupdave.)
Don’t you think most people have a modicum of superstition? We just watched an episode of Men at Work about a lucky vest. Do you have a lucky vest? (probably not) Shirt? Underwear? Pocket bauble? Does that make you ignorant?
The next definition:
b : an irrational abject attitude of mind toward the supernatural, nature, or God resulting from superstition
Dang, Merriam-Webster is NOT a fan of superstition.
Kiss the Blarney Stone, rub the Buddha’s belly, carry a rabbit’s foot…
Don’t walk beneath a ladder, don’t open an umbrella inside, don’t cross the path of a black cat…
We’re all familiar with superstitions. Personally I appreciate the bring good luck ones versus the bring bad luck ones. If a mirror breaks, isn’t it bad enough that you’re now mirrorless, why must you also get seven years bad luck? If the salt spills, isn’t it bad enough that you have to clean up the mess, why should you have to toss some over your shoulder to ward off bad luck—making MORE mess?
We’re all familiar with the saying (or a paraphrase of), “If anything can wrong, it will.”
Sounds like a superstition to me! But alas, no…
How come Murphy got Laws but everyone else is superstitious?
If Dave said, “I haven’t dropped a slice of peanut butter toast peanut butter side down all day,” he would of course, drop his toast Jif side down immediately.
For the most part, I am one of those people who believe you make your own luck. Good and/or bad luck. And I do realize my actions have zero repercussions on professional athletes. But what’s so wrong with being invested? Wanting a win? Wanting to claim part of that victory? The Cubs have the Goat, the Sox have Dave. HA! (and a recent cup)
Unlike the dictionary, I happen to think believing in the unbelievable is a good thing.
I’ll keep my minorstition, thank you. It works for me.