I kiss my hand, jump (even though I don’t need to) and slap the exit as I leave after every game.
I do it because even though I’m all over the place (different cities/countries etc regularly), I always consider Ibrox my home and as morbid as it might sound, I never know if I’ll get to do it again so it just feels right for me.
I’ve always done it, even when I lived in Glasgow and attended every week but for some reason it feels a little more special these days due to the limited number of home games I get to each season.