If you follow baseball even a little, you probably have heard the stories of players who have these superstitions.
They won’t change their socks while the team is on a winning streak. They use the same batting helmet for years, and don’t let the equipment manager clean the pine tar off of it. They follow some sort of daily ritual that includes hopping on one foot and chanting nursery rhymes… (OK, so I made the last one up, but it is not actually too far fetched.)
I think some of that was starting to rub off on me as I watched Orioles games on TV this season. I was beginning to think that I was causing them to lose by watching them because every time I turned on the game, I would get to witness the opposing team go on a scoring binge and get every lucky bounce and favorable call from the ump, our pitchers melt down and walk in runs, or our fielders commit stupid errors and mental mistakes.
This just didn’t happen once or twice either. It seemed if I turned on the game, it turned for the worse. I even started to experiment by turning it off, and just checking the score to see if things improved -and many times they did. I would have my wife check the score for me so I wouldn’t initiate the curse. It was strange since I rarely have the time to watch the whole game – I usually just get to see an inning or two. But sure enough, when I would read about the game in the paper the next day, the downfall for the O’s was many times the part that I watched. So – this was a bit freaky.
Of course, this makes no rational sense, but isn’t that the definition of superstition?
I started to come out of this way of thinking when the O’s recently went on a winning streak – I watched some of those games. They got timely hits which I had not witnessed in recent months. They got good pitching which I had not seen in some time. They even got the occasional lucky break. I guess my curse was released. Of course, I’m more rational now about the whole curse and superstition thing – it was just silly.
The O’s went on to win 8 games in a row, and just lost to the Angels last night. It has been a fun time to be an O’s fan.
But deep down, I’m a little glad they lost – my socks were getting really itchy.