i’m not one for sports superstitions. when joe told me how he and a college roommate spent an entire baseball game sitting indian-style on the floor because they thought getting up would cause the braves to lose, i laughed. when he put his baseball hat on inside out and wore it as a rally cap at another game, i rolled my eyes. after monday night, i’m starting to become a believer in superstitions. it was a chilly night at turner field, and our section in the outfield was packed. fans pulled their jacket collars up over their necks, hunched...