I don’t like to get all superstitious about sports. But it seems that all sports fans get that way after a while. And I’m fully aware of how foolish it sounds to think that something that I did, or did not do, has any impact on a game played all the way across the country. Yet I can’t help dwelling on that…

Notre Dame won last night!

All season long, I have made a careful effort to watch the game, wear my game-day shirt, and all of that.

Yesterday, since the game was on so late, I intended to change into the shirt later. Never happened.

When it was time for the game, I was on the phone with my mom. She is also an Irish fan (I learned from the best!) and she turned on her TV, only to discover that ABC was not televising Notre Dame, but Ohio State. We quickly got off the phone to scroll through the sports stations on our satellites, trying to find the game. I don’t know if she found it, but I never did.

First game all season I didn’t get to watch. I didn’t dress for the occasion. And NOW they win.

So, next game–do I stay away?

Notre Dame 19, Purdue 33
Closest game yet this season. And I will say, with the QB that played for ND in the second half, they looked much better. Hey Charlie, how about starting that guy next time?
GO IRISH–you can do it!

I’m multitasking while watching the ND-Michigan game. Sometimes my tasks take me away from the television. I just went racing back into the kitchen after I heard some yelling from the announcers.

Big Brother looked up and said, “I hear cheering. Is that good?”

My answer: “It’s an away game. Cheering is never good.”

The Irish couldn’t handle it yesterday. I’ve never seen so many penalties in a single game in my life!

I think the new QB shows promise but the other 21 guys have to back him up.

I also think ESPN has the worst sports coverage of any channel I’ve watched. I missed a whole series because they had to show some guy eating sticky buns in a diner. Save it for the Food Network! I want to see the game!

My neighbor has suggested that I look for a recipe for “crow” in one of my many cookbooks.

But hope springs eternal; I am no fair-weather fan. Can I find any more cliches to say I’m sticking with my team?

(And what does one do with a very nice game-day T-shirt now that the game has been played badly and lost? It was so nice of my cyberbuddy Ellen from Family Corner to send it to me!)

Let the game begin!

Guess whose birthday is commemorated tomorrow?

Guess what famous university is named after her?

Guess whose team can’t help but beat PSU, given the above facts?
GO IRISH!