Dave and Kevin,

You guys are funny. The psychology of this place never ceases to amaze me. It takes all kinds I guess.

Don’t you see? There is no action any of us can take to have any effect on the outcome of the game on Sunday. Zero, Zip, Nada, Zilch. That's the official cosmic riddle. All anyone can do now, today, is whatever the hell they please.

Maybe I’m evangelizing that stout religious concept that the age old standard superstitions of the masses are as diverse, and as wrong, as is possible, not having any basis for any theory of causality, and maybe the only answer is the type of freedom that comes with Free Will, as long as you do no harm. Any other form of superstitious mumbo jumbo is another form of religion – and I have no problem with any form of religion anyone chooses, most have many positive attributes – but I cannot impose these on myself for no apparent reason whatsoever, just cause someone else might feel better because the old lady behind the Ouija board gave you a tip.

Maybe we should just all shut up for three more days and huddle together like little lambs and, "shh, nobody say a word, something we've never seen before might hear us", as if that would have any effect on the outcome. Being Silly is as valid as being Goofy, I guess.

Wanna go out and Bay at the moon and sacrifice some small rodents to the football Gods?

Maybe the Universe wants to laugh at it and actually be happy before we meet our Maker, eh? Dunno. Never met an expert on that one.

But that’s funny. You guys crack me up! (And don't think I'm giving you a hard time on this, I perfectly understand).

Well here it gets a little spooky and you better throw three smidgens of salt over your left shoulder and cross yourself and cover your ears cause I’m gonna put a whammy on this hocus pocus once and for all. Quick, gather up the Stones!

We will win!

And if we don’t. Shoot me. Or blame Colin Kaepernick.

A Hex upon this House!!