I’m not one to read tea leaves or believe that one seemingly random event dictates the outcome of another seemingly random event. But I’m also a Red Sox fan, which means that for the better part of my life I believed that the Red Sox would never win the World Series because their owner sold Babe Ruth.
I couldn’t sleep last night, it was like being a kid on Christmas Eve. The past two years has all led up to today and for the first time in my life, I really feel like this election outcome matters. And you want to know why I’m feeling pretty good?
Because the Washington Redskins lost to the Pittsburgh Steelers last night on Monday Night Football.
Since 1936, the last Redskins home game before an election has oddly predicted the outcome of the election. Yes, like Puxatawnee Phil has predicted the length of winter in Eastern Pennsylvania.
Here’s how it works: If the Redskins win their home game then the party occupying the White House wins the election; if the Redskins lose their game it means the party not occupying the White House will win the election.
What that means for superstitious liberals and crazy-ass Red Sox fans is that last night’s 23-6 loss by the Redskins at home essentially has wrapped up the election for the Senator from Illinois. I’m glad that’s what it took for me to feel good about tonight.