I came to a mind-blowing realization yesterday. All of my deeply-held beliefs that what I did on gameday had a direct correlation to what happened on the field were wrong.
Yesterday I went against just about every element of my usual game-day routine, and I felt uneasy because of it. Left the house 2 hours later than usual, forgetting to put on my game-day jersey. Cruised through the airport to pick up my sister fresh off a flight from Charlotte NC. DID NOT do any tailgating, and walked into the game through a different gate.
But we won.