Listening to the great Craig Wolfley do his podcast wrapping up the big win vs the hated Ravens, he talked about “tweaking the mojination”. If you know Wolf, “mojination” is one of the unique and unforgettable terms in his Steeler vocabulary that makes him so special to listen to. Hearing all the fans call in for his daily radio show on Fox 970am with Tunch, I just had to write about my experience.
We as fans do many things on gameday to make sure that our black ‘n gold mojo is at full force to help our team. When things don’t go our way we are tempted to “tweak the mojo” to help turn the tides. Take the dog for a walk at Halftime, sit in a different spot on the couch, change the jersey, there’s a miriad of possibilities. Some are reluctant to change at all because they’ve had the same routine for decades, win or lose. Others are more willing to try something new in the heat of battle in a game like we saw last Saturday. I was one of those people on Saturday night.
I assumed the normal routine when the game started. Sitting on the floor in my living room, wearing my ’06 SteelerAddicts jersey, and my favorite Terrible Towel over my left shoulder. My laptop on the coffee table with my drink and popcorn, twitter, FB, and SA opened up and ready to go. The main difference was that my 14 yr old son was at the house that afternoon; not the norm having him over on game day but since his sister was having her friends over he wanted to get out of girlietown for a few hours. As we recall the game was not going well after the initial drive to go up 7-0 in the first quarter. My wife took him back home at Halftime (as was the original plan), and she picked up a pizza on her way back. So the 2nd half starts, I’m taking a few bites of a slice of pepperoni pizza. I put it down on a plate on the coffee table and at that exact moment, Ryan Clark strips the hall from Ray Rice and the comeback was on! I told Missy as soon as that happened, DO NOT touch that piece of pizza, sit where you are and don’t move. As the rest of the game goes on that piece of pizza was still there on the plate, and our poor dogs sat there the entire half eyeing up that slice, drool icicles hanging from their mouths just dying to chomp on it.
As it turned out, we of course won the game and it wasn’t till the game was over that I finally gave in and let them share that half slice. I told Missy, next week if you get a pizza at Halftime I need to make sure that I save the first piece only half eaten just in case…and I told my son, “I love ya to death bud, you come over anytime you like you know that…but if you come over on game days again you have to go back to your moms till it’s over.
He smiled, laughed, gave me a hug and said ‘yeah I know dad’
Moral of the story is, don’t be afraid to tweak your “mojination”, you never know how it might help…but don’t go overboard.
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