🐈⬛ Black Cat 🐈⬛
I wouldn’t say that I’m superstitious.
I’m just a little stitious.
But honestly I do have a lucky number - 23 - and I certainly have had favorite shorts or lucky shorts throughout my life.
Back a long time ago while playing high school basketball we had a little blue man that sat on the bench next to the coach as we went on a five-game win streak.
Late in the 6th game Coach was heated because of a bad call and though we were only down by one, he looked at me for some sort of reassurance. I pointed to the little blue man, and he slapped it from the bench and across the court.
We lost the game and even though I looked, we never found the blue man.
I must admit, I still lean on some things for help. As the Yankees have battled to make the playoffs I’ve been fond of calling Miller over when I need some luck.
It’s worked like a charm.
On Thursday the Yankees were down 2-1 and they’d only had a single hit into the 6th inning.
“MILLER!” I called out.
“Why are you calling him?” Kathy asked.
“Yankees need some hits.”
“You’re dumb,” Kathy said.
Miller nestled close.
Rizzo hit the next pitch for a homer to tie it. Judge followed with a bomb.
💣
The Yankees had the lead, but by just a single run. Miller tried to escape.
I held him there.
“We need more!”
Miller stayed.
Stanton walked and then Gleyber homered.
Miller left.
But his stats for the night?
3 for 3 with 3 homers and a walk.
And the freaking Orioles took 2 of 3 from the Sux!
Maybe I am SUPERstitious!
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