I was just trying to listen to Pandora on my laptop while reading through the board... No sound. After about 5 minutes of reading I decided to click back over and see what the issue was. Pandora was playing. So I look down to the bottom corner and the mute button's on. Homer Simpson - DOH! So I unclick mute... And then I see hear a sign... DON'T STOP BELIIIIIIIIIEVIN is cranked up... Lookout Bammers IT's Happening!!!! Here's your sign!!
Signs that we will win tomorrow***
- Thread starter SteelDawg03
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I set my favorite MSU travel cup on my tool box while filling up in West Point. I pulled back on to Hwy 45 and in my mirror I see my cup bouncing along the highway prior to being destroyed by an 18 wheeler. We haven't beat Bama since I bought that damn cup.
I have a superstition about superstitions....in that i cant reveal them til afterwards. But this one has been $ all yr.
We win by 18
We win by 18
I have taken a poop the morning before each bulldog victory this fall. I'll be sure to keep the cheese consumption to a minimum this evening in order to do my part.
We're the number one team and 10 point underdogs.
I anticipate a whooooolllleee lotta pissed off Dawgs tomorrow.
I anticipate a whooooolllleee lotta pissed off Dawgs tomorrow.
true dat.
I made that mistake many years ago, and revealed my secret good luck charm. It was like Samson getting his hair cut. All I will say is DON'T do it.
We'll work up a number 6 on 'em
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Well, unless someone takes a dump in the Mississippi somewhere north of Baton Rouge we're doomed.
If we win, I'm jumping in my apartment pool. It's 40 degrees here in Texas. I'll send video to show proof.
This is spades! After we "win the whole 17'n thing" we'll have a thread about all the "sacrifices" we've made during this run. #DoingMyPart
My best friend is a HUGE Bama fan (going back generations in the stadium kind of Bama fan). I went to bed around 10:00 last night and when I checked my phone this morning, the following text was sent by him around midnight:
"Wooz, I'm whiskey drunk and will never speak of this again, and on our friendship please never remind me. I hope you can experience a National Championship, Hail State."
"Wooz, I'm whiskey drunk and will never speak of this again, and on our friendship please never remind me. I hope you can experience a National Championship, Hail State."
Got in the car this morning and someone had left the volume all the way up, and Don't Fear the Reaper was on.