This entire feature by Rich Campbell of the Washington Times on the 1987 Redskins is worth reading, but I can't stop laughing at this Joe Gibbs anecdote.
↵↵↵The remedy for Gibbs‘ pre-game angst was a critical part of his Saturday routine. A hamburger at the team's nighttime snack was comfort food. The Redskins were a veteran team back then with many players who could afford to eat out on their own. So while players usually noshed ice cream or some such treat before bed, there would be hamburgers left over when Gibbs straggled out of his meeting.
↵That night, though, all the penny-pinching replacement players turned snack time into a free meal.
↵"There wasn't a crumb left in the entire snack room," Gibbs recalled this week through his characteristic cackle. "It looked like the locust had hit the place. I turned to [assistant general manager] Bobby Mitchell and said: ‘I WANT MY HAMBURGER!' And he took off running."
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Do not mess with Joe Gibbs and his hamburgers.