Lightening spit the sky and a bolt came down and struck the tree I was standing under. The air exploded around me and the tree was turned to ash in front of my eyes. Multiple strikes lit the night and I saw a thatch covered shack about a hundred yards up the road. I was in Haiti on a relief mission to help islanders trying to survive a category 5 hurricane.  My truck had broken down and I needed help.  I quickly sprinted the distance up the muddy road and ducked under the shelter of the doorway and knocked. 
The door opened slowly to reveal one of the tallest, most beautiful women I had ever seen.  Her skin was the color of the night and looking into her eyes, I felt like I was looking deep into the heart of the universe. "I... I...My truck broke down!"  I blurted. "I'm here from the University of South Carolina. I'm on a relief mission with food and medical supplies..."  My voice trailed off as a smile spread across her face. A sudden calm came over me and the storm seemed to stop momentarily. "We don't need no medicine here, boy." she said.  "I am the High Priestess, Queen of the Eternal Power. I control all things good and bad. You may come in and I will fix your problems."
As if in a trance, I entered the room.  Hundreds of candles burned in a circle around a small fire in the center of the hut. Images of roosters hung on the walls of the room frozen in blood red and black combat, wings spread, spurs glistening gold, talons dripping blood.  The Priestess motioned me toward a rug on the floor near the fire. "Sit" she said.  As I sat down, I looked up and saw dozens of roosters looking down on me from the rafters, eyes burning intently on my every move, poised as if to leap down upon me and rip me open. "Those Gamecocks, are they your pets?" I asked.  The Priestess laughed, "No, my son. They are my army. No one dares to go against me or they will suffer the wrath of the Chicken Curse."
"The Chicken Curse?" I blurted in shock. "I thought that was against the Gamecock?"  Her face suddenly turned angry and the storm seemed to grow instantly in intensity, lightening cracked around us, illuminating the birds above us and they, too, screamed in rage.
"The Gamecock uses the weapon of the Chicken Curse to defeat his enemy!  You American boys are so stupid!"
"But, but...  I heard that a Clemson man put the curse on the University of South Carolina..."  She waved her hand and cut me off.
"Stupid! That man is dead. He was found with his heart and eyes eaten out, surrounded by my army of Fighting Gamecocks! Did you hear that? The Chicken Curse cannot be used against a Gamecock! It is the most powerful curse on this planet and can only be used by those faithful to the Gamecock!"
"How does it work?" I asked.
"I will share this secret with you because you are pure of heart and true to the Gamecock: First you must gather the leg, wing and breastbones from a chicken you ate for dinner. Then take a symbol of your enemy - a statue, a piece of fur, a picture. Place the enmey on a paper with a prayer for the Gamecock to be by your side in battle, pile the chicken bones on top and light the paper on fire. As the fire consumes the paper, your prayer will be answered and the Gamecock Army will come in spirit to fill your heart with the power of a warrior that cannot be defeated! This is the power of the Chicken Curse. All peoples of the Gamecock nation can unite to become the most powerful force in the world!"
The sound of an engine came from outside the door. "You must go now.  I have shared this powerful truth with you: The Gamecock can never be defeated if he believes in his God-given strength and is true of heart."  She opened the door and my truck was there with the door open, Gamecocks perched on the hood and roof.
"How?..." I sputtered.
"Do not ask - only believe! Take my message to the Gamecock Nation and never fear again!"
The door shut and the rain stopped.  I was alone again.  The dawn lit the sky to the East and I went back to my mission.
Now you know the power of the Real Chicken Curse.  It is our weapon against our enemies.  We cannot be defeated. 
Guess what I'm having for dinner tonight?  I've got some nice photos of a wolf, a tiger, a gator and a bulldog and plenty of orange paper. Time to kick some tail.