Being an absurdly superstitious sports fan is a terrible thing.
You’d love to talk about your team and how well they are playing. You’d relish chatting about their residence atop their division, about how they crushed their divisional rivals, and about their ability to withstand the pressure and win close games. You’d like to do some trash-talking and razz the fans of opposing teams.
You’d enjoy a chance to brag a little, knowing that sports success can be fleeting and you need to strike while the iron is hot. But you can’t — you absolutely can’t! — because you understand, to the deepest fiber of your being, that if you even mention the team by name and boast to anyone — even overbearing fans of other teams — about how well the team is playing, you have ensured their ultimate failure just as surely as if you sabotaged their equipment.
That doesn’t mean you can’t silently support your team by, say, wearing a hat that demonstrates your allegiance. But beyond that, you must maintain the strict jinx-avoiding vow of silence. And if anyone asks you about it, or wants to talk about it, you must assume the most humble disposition imaginable and change the subject as quickly as possible.
Nothing to see here. Move along.