Irrational. That's what you really know is the truth behind all of those idiocyncratic rituals related to watching your favorite sports teams.
But you do them anyway. How mysterious - not the relationship between the ritual and the supposed observed result, but the fact that you do them at all invokes introspection.Perhaps it is the clothing you wear on game day, or the way you walk through the gate entrance to your seat, or the certain libation you drink during the game, or the particular food that you eat, or even the timing of that food and drink.
My peculiar activities (can't bring myself to label them the ritualistic superstitions that they really are) revolve around wearing something orange that gives me confidence. Sounds crazy, but I won't know what that is until I've put it on. The same article of clothing may feel right one Saturday, but not for another game day. When I've decided on the article of clothing, I simply say "Today's game day", usually to my dog (my wife thinks I'm crazy). That's it. But that's what I do, and I do it every game day, because if I don't, I just know something disasterous will happen.
Players are superstituous, too. Jerry Rice, inducted into the pro football HOF this summer, used to lay out his uniform parts on the floor before putting them on. If his pants, or any other piece of equipment, didn't feel just right when putting them on, he would discard them for another - to avoid the obvious bad luck that would descend upon him later in the game. He usually went through five or six pants before settling on the ones good enough for the game.
So, I want to know - and so do all of your Vol brothers and sisters - what you do that is superstituous when it comes to watching the Vols.
Let it out; don't be shy. Describe it fully in the comments, and answer the poll question, too. You'll feel better for letting the world know about your peculiar irrational Big Orange behaviors!