As Los Angeles Rams fans, we’ve become accustomed to offseasons where we might generously predict an 8-8 or 9-7 record, health provided. Then with the aid of some Vitamin Fisher or some incomplete efforts on the field, the Rams fall short of expectations again. This sort of sequence had become a bit of an annual tradition for us until last year. Each time, I’d reflect back on our dashed hopes, and remember boldly warning Seattle Seahawks fans about the impending Year Of The Ram.
Though I’m not formally religious, I often wondered if the mysticism of the jinx had been at play.