As a little boy my Grandpa from sunrise Fla used to say this to me everytime I grabbed a towel and headed out to his pool. It took me until around age 6 to realize he was just pulling my leg. This saying also describes what I feel like every Sunday watching the Fins. I watch every second of every game. I root my ass off for the Fins to win. However, at the end of each game, I am very happy that they lost. How weird is this dynamic?! Though it kills me...Sadly I am a Sucker!!! Sundays have become the happiest day of the week. I will be happy if the Fins pull out a win although I am thrilled if they continue to lose and are able to draft Luck. Luck ain't no Leaf. He will make Sundays Fundays for the next 15 years of my life! Go Fins GO! Win baby win! But if you lose, thats Ok too! Padded cell for one please!