From here.
Finally the best one comes from a little known player named Kevin Rhomberg who appeared in a grand total of 41 games for the Cleveland Indians, from 1982-84. His superstition can basically be called a compulsion. There’s no other way to describe it.
His superstition was the need to touch back someone who had just touched him. Like tag during recess in grade school. However doing it when you’re an adult makes you strange. The need to touch someone back was so necessary that if a person somehow eluded his return touch, Rhomberg would send a letter that said, “This constitutes a touch.”
Of course this gets ball players thinking about how they can have some fun at his expense.
Rick Sutcliffe once reached under a bathroom stall to touch Rhomberg on the toe. Not knowing who did it, Rhomberg went around the clubhouse and touched each player. Brook Jacoby once told of tagging Rhomberg with a ball in the minors, then throwing it out of the stadium. Jacoby said that Rhomberg spent two hours looking for the ball before finding it. An umpire once halted play during a game in New York to tell Yankees players to stop touching Rhomberg.
That is seriously so mean but so damn funny. It’s probably a good thing his baseball career only lasted 41 games. Poor guy had enough torture in those games already.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
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Hilarious...I have a superstition that if I don't eat a sandwich during the first inning of a Royals game they lose. Been true so far this year
i have one that if i think the royals will lose then they will, it's been true 11 of 13 games so far
Once someone stole my socks from me because I didn't always shower right away after practice and I wore the same socks all season. I would just febreeze myself. Apparently its smellier than just stinky feet. I know its gross.
When I used to play baseball I had a superstition that if I picked my nose in the outfield, nobody could see me. When I played second-base or short, I had to pick really fast to avoid being found out. Now I realize that's hardly even superstitious and I just pick when nobody's looking, but I stopped playing baseball to keep from getting fat and lazy.
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