Your Militia Cheerleader, while not particularly superstitious, has spent enough time in New Orleans to respect the concept of juju – particularly bad juju. After the Chicago game last season, we brought all our pompoms and clackers and cowbells and beads and flags back home, but they had in them some bad juju; obviously we couldn’t bring them to this year’s game with that crap still there.
So we put it all together in a pile (click photos for larger versions):
And we waved it all around a little bit:
And then we read it a story:
…and I’m pretty sure it’s all good now.
That should do it! As insurance we are sending our youngest son and eldest as well.