Don't forget your plastic nose.
That's just a knock off. We wear the real thing at games. You see, at the tailgating parties...well, for those of us fortunate enough to own vehicles...we have pig roasts. That's actually how we got our mascot, eating all that damned pork.
But I digress.
After the tailgating is over, we have a bracket-like contest...feats of strength. Much like those observed at Festivus. The last person standing is given the honor of wearing the pig snout for the game, cut freshly from the carcass of the roasted swine we all ate of just moments before. I'm not sure who started this gameday tradition, but this is one of (if not THE ) most secretive and esteemed of them all.