Bad Omen for the Oregon Ducks

Last night I was up trying to plan out what events I wanted to keep an eye on so I could figure out what I was going to write about. One of them is one of the few college football games on this weekend that could/should be a good game-- Oregon versus Stanford.

Chances are that the Ducks are going to run wild over these guys, but the question is whether their defense is going to be able to stop the Cardinals from doing the same to them. Over the last couple weeks the Ducks defense has been exposed. Were it not for their ability to almost score at will they would have lost at least once (USC probably).

I'm not so sure the Stanford offense is going to be good enough to do anything about it, but since they are the No. 13 team in the nation you would hope they could at least put up a good fight. That is something that we will find out soon enough.

For the Oregon Ducks you almost have to wonder if fate and luck are on their side. There has been precious little that has gone wrong for the Ducks this season. A confident person would think that is because they are bad*ss; a paranoid one would think that they are due.

It is that impending sense of doom that gets fans and players to buy into things like luck ad omens. Every guy that claims he is a die-hard fan of some team has at one time believed in some form of superstition involving his team. There is a commercial on television right not where a few guys have to have the labels facing out on their drinks when the team goes for a field goal.

It's funny because we've all taken part in some sort of superstition at one time or another. Don't lie; you know you have.

It's not unusual for players to feel the same way. Back in my own playing days I accidentally wore boxers to practice one day. For those that are not aware, boxers and jockstraps don't really go well together. I was hesitant about practicing without that protection, but I had no choice.

As luck would have it, I had an awesome day at practice. The next day I did not wear boxers, but had on briefs. I got my butt kicked all over the field. The next day I wore boxers again--and had a great day.

And my superstitious tradition was born.

Back to the topic at hand...

So last night I'm getting ready to go to bed and decided to run through some of my social media sites to see if anything interesting had been posted. This is what I found:

Chris Fowler ‏@cbfowlerBREAKING NEWS; The ORE Duck head is missing. While skydiving today, it came loose & plummeted to earth. A search is ongoing. No joke.

Talk about your bad ju-ju.

A superstitious person could see this as a sign that the Ducks are going to loose their heads tonight against the Cardinals. Maybe its fate's way of saying that the Ducks are going to fall flat tonight. Maybe Ducks are not meant to fly and the passing game is going to suck. Cardinals can fly though...

The same superstitious person could also see the outcome of the case of the missing Duck head as being prophetic as well::

Chris Fowler ‏@cbfowlerBREAKING NEWS: ORE Duck head has been recovered. In one piece. A good samaritan happened upon it and returned it. Crisis averted.

So in the end everything is going to work out? I guess we'll find out in a few hours!