Superstition

I'm shaking as I right this. I fear I may be doing in my team just by even talking about it but I'm way too excited to hold it in. The Cleveland Cavaliers just evened their playoff series with the Detroit Pistons at two games a piece. It's now a best of three and the two time defending Eastern Conference champs and the once removed NBA champs could very well blow the Cavs out of the water. However, I'm still compelled to watch and continue my superstitious acts. I nearly forgot that the game was on(shame on me-I call myself a sports fan...please) and as I watched the second half, realized something was missing. The Cavs were trailing and could see the game about to slowly fade away. Then it hit me, I didn't have any beer. Two follies would certainly sink the Cavs but I quickly grabbed a beer and assumed the position. Before my very eyes the Cavs battled back and behold, they squeaked out a victory. Despite running out of Heineken this past weekend, the Miller Lite worked just fine so Wednesday night it'll be two Miller Lite's and me putting all my energy to will another Cavalier's victory.