Very Superstitious
I love baseball.
Oh, I know it isn't as fast paced as golf or lawn bowling, but I enjoy the delicate game of cat and mouse between pitcher and batter. The tension of a ninth inning full count with bases loaded.
I enjoy watching the players with their odd quirks and superstitions. Take Wade Boggs, for instance. As a Boston Red Sox third baseman, Wade attributed his stunning success to eating chicken before each game.
"I had pork chops before one game," he said, "I went 0 for 4, had two errors and got hit in the elbow . . . the chicken does pay off."
Wade didn't stop with chicken though. He took...
