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.
Outfielder Wily Mo Peña has the wackiest. In the on-deck circle, he sniffs the pine tar on the handle of his black, 35-inch model C43 Louisville Slugger. He starts at the handle and slowly moves toward the barrel. When he gets near the meat of the bat, he opens his mouth and grips the bat as if he's being fitted for a mouthpiece.
"I bite it with my teeth and give it a kiss," he says.
Now he's ready to hit.
"The umpire says, 'What the hell are you doing?' Everybody goes, 'Why did you do that?' And I don't know. It's just something I always do. I don't really taste it. I just give it a little grip with my teeth."
Does it help him with his hitting or his tape-measure homers?
"I don't know," he says. "I could always hit."
He also uses different color batting gloves on each hand when he's on the road, and black and white at home. "I just try to do something different," he says.
Jason Varitek puts a baseball in his catcher's mitt and ties it tight, even if the trip is from the clubhouse to the dugout.
Nomar's got all kinds of superstitions as well.
there's a book on all this crap:
