Many people think of me as a sports jinx. It’s basically an annual tradition for me to tell my friends which new Red Sox player’s jersey I bought so they can groan about how that player is about to either be traded or severely injured.
But facts are facts. All it took for the Boston sports teams to go on a never-seen-before championship run was me moving to Boston in September of 2001. Only five months later, the Patriots kicked off the Decade of Dominance with their first Super Bowl. Over those four years at Boston University, the Patriots won three Super Bowls, the Red Sox won their first World Series in 86 years, and the Terriers took home the Beanpot Championship three times.
Coincidence? Maybe. But then I move out to San Francisco and only five short years later, the Giants are celebrating their first World Series Championship in like 50 years.
And if we wanna go even farther back in my lifetime, didn’t St. Bernard’s High School make magical championship runs in Football (division six, but still) and Basketball once I enrolled?
So when the LA Kings win their first Stanley Cup Championship in the team’s 45-year history tonight, just remember that I moved to LA six days ago. I’m the exact opposite of a sports jinx.
I’m open to relocating to any city as a good luck charm as long as all my living expenses are covered by that city’s taxpayers. Who wants me?