I'm on Maui for spring break. We were stopped at a red light on Saturday in Kihei when a guy comes flying around the corner on a skateboard with a half rack of Rolling Rocks under his arm and a piece of fried food (possibly a wing) crammed in his mouth. I turn around to my kid in the back seat and say, "that, my son, is an omen". Fast forward to Sunday, watch most of the game but we have a lunch reservation and need to leave half way through the second half. As we arrive my son blurts out, "Dad, UConn won, 73-72". I'm pretty sure he believes in mojo now.