I decided at one point that it was time to stylize my life a bit. I decided it was time to have an exciting new superstition. Most of the strongest beliefs people have are formed when they are young. Now while I can blame one of my superstitious habits on me being silly in 5th grade, others are far more recent. In my opinion, half the fun of being a baseball fan is coming up with elaborate rituals to make your team win.
Sports are perfect for a relativist to actually have a venue where they can say something is right.
Little except for my Rituals of Guaranteed Victory of course. There's a really bad pizza place near the Kingdome, but when the M's need a victory, I'll be there eating two slices of mushroom pizza. I have an elaborate system for determining the correct way to leave the Kingdome depending on whether the M's won or lost. Oh, and I won't eat bread during Passover. While I'm not sure how the first two rules developed, I know exactly why I tried to follow Passover this year.