During the NLCS that year, when frustrating things would happen, my wife would occasionally hand me my 4 month old daughter to hold to sort of calm me down. I noticed that whenever I was holding her, good things would happen. Of course this was coincidental, but just in case, I wasn't going to mess with it. So, prior to NLCS Game 6, I told her I was holding her from the start. I literally didn't put her down the entire game. My left arm was like a cramped claw when I finally put her down after the game (and in to the next day). I was also way more emotional after NLCS Game 6 than WS Game 7 (maybe because Game 7 emotions turned from oh my god we are going to win it, to please don't blow this game I will never get over it). I almost had to remind myself there was more to play.