At the end of The Fall of the House of Usher, the titular House is caught in a bigass storm and cleaves in two as it sinks into the bowels of the underworld. The events that lead up to this super cool and awesome sequence are very weird and typically Edgar Allen Poe-y, but the long and short of it is that a family falls from grace and into madness, taking the whole shebang with them in the end.
So, I mean, as a guy who isn't superstitious but might be just a little stitious, there is no way in hell that you could've gotten me anywhere within 50 miles of Michigan Stadium on Saturday.