Baseball is a superstitious sport. As I was watching the topth of the 9th last night, reveling in our inevitable win, beaming with joy and pride and feeling very satisfied...I realized that I'm going to have to do this exact same thing in the upcoming games.

 

Because, what if I don't?

 

We lost Tuesday because a Royals usher forgot to don his cape for the 8th inning.  He'd worn it every other game in the post season, but Tuesday, HE FORGOT IT IN THE CAR. 

 

I can't bear the burden of creating chaos. I'm going to need some help coming up with other things to read out of my wheelhouse...

 

 

As part of my bargain with the book gods to read more classic lit, I need Bookstooge to pick a read...

 

And also, I offer you a pic of the only living creature in a 500 mile radius who is oblivious to what is going on: