My parents had just pulled into my driveway. They volunteered to take my 6-year old son and 4-year old daughter to a Christmas lights show, and they were returning the kids home.
My son came in the house first and ran up to me while I was sitting on the couch to hand me something.
A half-sandwich plastic bag with a notecard and a cylinder-shaped green item in it. The notecard read, “Curse of the green weenie.”
My father walked in with my sleeping daughter in his arms. He smiled. After examining the bag further, it came to light that my father had purchased a package of hotdogs and a can of green spray paint, painted a single hotdog, and sealed it in a plastic bag to give to me.
He explained that there was a Pittsburg Pirates trainer in the 1960s who used to point a green hotdog at batters to curse them while at bat.
We were facing one another in the first round of the fantasy football playoffs. I had a 30 point projected advantage over him. He was desperate to try anything.
His team had averaged a paltry 169 points during the regular season. I had averaged 191. After starting the season 0-4, he had a string of lucky victories each week where he played a team who scored in the bottom half of the league for that week.
By the end of Sunday, I had one player left to play — Mike Evans would have to score 40 points for me to win the game. I had lost. My fantasy football hopes were dashed. The hope of redeeming my previous season’s worst-place finished were gone. I was on the treadmill. I was a middle-of-the-pack team. I was nothing.
That taught me this lesson …
I’m not superstitious about fantasy football, but I am a little stitious …
Its not skill. The fate of your team ultimately rests in the hands of lady luck. Anything you can do to woo lady luck to work in your favor, you should do. Wear the same outfit every Sunday without washing it all season. Send 10 bogus trade offers a week. Watch none of the games and refuse to check your score until Monday night. Watch all of the games simultaneously and check your fantasy scores frantically. Deliver a green weanie in a sandwich bag.
Anything you can do helps. Develop a system to harness luck in your favor.
By the way, do you know what the name of my fantasy football team in 2017 was?
The Luck of the Irish.