Photo credit: Isabel Poulin
During my junior year of college, my favorite baseball team, the New York Mets, made the playoffs. I watched their games with a friend, a fellow Mets fan, in the living room of our house in Michigan. We’d eat peanuts, drink beer, and, during key at-bats, pet the deer head that was mounted on the wall next to the television.
From our seats on the couch hundreds of miles from the stadium, we knew we’d have no impact on the outcome of the game. But during one game, my friend impulsively got up during a crucial moment and patted the deer on the nose. He quickly returned to his seat to watch the Mets deliver a big hit. A superstition was born. Throughout the playoffs, one of us would inevitably pat the deer head in critical situations, hoping it would bring the Mets good luck.