My horrible luck
I’ve become good luck, I think.
Seriously. It’s not much, but I bring good luck wherever I go.
I’ll explain (Yes please!)
I’ve been attending semi-professional sports contests for the past two years. These include at least ten Sioux Falls Skyforce games, a handful of Sioux Falls Stampede games, and one exhibition game between the Minnesota Timberwolves and the (hated) New York Knicks.
Here’s where I bring this “luck” I possess – the “home” team has yet to lose in the past two years when I’m in attendance.
It’s quite amazing, if you think about it, since Sioux Falls teams aren’t exactly known for winning. This past year, though, brought the Skyforce a CBA Championship and the Stampede a league leading 21-3 start. Even the Timberwolves at “home” won their exhibition game in the summer of 2004.
The bad thing for me is that this phenomenon carried over to the one game in which I rooted for the “away” team – Indiana Pacers vs. Minnesota Timberwolves at the Target Center in Minneapolis. The date was December 20th, 2003. The score? Minnesota 102, Indiana 80. Ron Artest and Jermaine O’Neal, Indiana’s All Stars that year, scored a combined 22 points. Kevin Garnett had 28 points, 9 rebounds, 6 assists, and 7 blocks on his way to an MVP season.
It was 53-31 at the half. By this time I had already slowly drifted into a hopeless depression.
I bring this up for two reasons. First, this Saturday Kerrie, our friend Amy, and I will attend the Skyforce vs. Idaho Stampede game. My guess is that the Skyforce will win again.
Second, Kerrie and I will join with Eric and Alyson, some of our Minneapolis friends, and get a nosebleed at the top of the Target Center in watching this year’s Pacers/Timberwolves game.
My only hope is that my luck will finally change.