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Center fielder Coco Crisp does the same exact ritual during every at-bat. ‘‘I pick up dirt, spit on my hands,’’ he says. Then, coiled in the batter’s box, he wiggles his fingers as if they’ve fallen asleep. ‘‘I don’t wear batting gloves. I move my left hand. It relaxes me and helps my timing. I stomp my front foot down. Its a habit. I’m not that superstitious, although sometimes I skip over the line.’’
Player superstitions
Center fielder Coco Crisp does the same exact ritual during every at-bat. ‘‘I pick up dirt, spit on my hands,’’ he says. Then, coiled in the batter’s box, he wiggles his fingers as if they’ve fallen asleep. ‘‘I don’t wear batting gloves. I move my left hand. It relaxes me and helps my timing. I stomp my front foot down. Its a habit. I’m not that superstitious, although sometimes I skip over the line.’’
(Globe Staff Photo / Stan Grossfeld)