tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141106254646214765.post5486661013122405364..comments2024-01-26T09:02:17.865-05:00Comments on On the road with....: ....SuperstitionsOn the road with....http://www.blogger.com/profile/08945262968564137025noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141106254646214765.post-64374036636987679322009-11-02T23:16:51.611-05:002009-11-02T23:16:51.611-05:00I can only get a new beer in odd numbered innings....I can only get a new beer in odd numbered innings. Sometimes it's a real sacrifice.Topperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04630727502510188723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141106254646214765.post-53924324603756916472009-10-31T13:50:36.738-04:002009-10-31T13:50:36.738-04:00I love superstitions in sports. And when it comes ...I love superstitions in sports. And when it comes to the Twins, I have a bunch of them. I'll only choose one so I don't take over your comments section.<br /><br />Whenever I watch the game on TV, I talk to Joe Nathan. When the camera shows his face, I look deeply into my television, and I sternly, but not angrily (the tone really matters), say "Joe. No Interesting." It takes all the concentration I can muster. And if he happens to allow a baserunner, I change it to "Joe. No MORE interesting."<br /><br />Sometimes I even give a Bronx cheer if the camera shows the batter.<br /><br />And it almost always works. (Never mind the fact that Joe's a really good pitcher and would be just fine without me.)<br /><br />If I happen to be listening on the radio, I stare at the dial and say it.<br /><br />I've been doing this for years -- ever since it was "Eddie. No interesting."k-brohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11767485845479339809noreply@blogger.com