This is probably cheesy, but my wife is my good luck charm. The only two games the Jets have lost with her watching were the two AFCC losses. Oh, and that fucking Stephen Hill drop. The buttfumble doesn't count because she was half looking while she was making food on Turkey Day. Last night we went to the Spurs-Rockets and we both got hammered, but she was extra hammered. She was taking a nap during the game, I woke her up in the second qtr and they started playing, but she crashed during the 3rd qtr. I tried to wake her. I tried.