Over the last few innings, Hawk Harrelson mentioned Mark Buehrle was perfect. People wrote it on Twitter. I told friends via gchat Buehrle was working on a perfect game. AJ Pierzynski joked around with Buehrle about it between innings. My dad called me in the seventh to let me know. And I am but one man. I’m sure you have your story of how you heard about it before it happened.

And yet, it still happened. Buehrle threw a perfect game.

Look, I’m all for superstition: a guy eats the same meal before every game; he never steps on the white chalk lines; he has the exact same routine in the on-deck circle.

But the notion that what I type to a friend over the Internet is somehow going to affect Buehrle’s performance on the field, that it’s going to jinx him, well that’s just silly. I could have run out onto the streets of Chicago yesterday, equipped with a megaphone and shouted it to the entire Loop, and it wouldn’t have made a damn bit of difference. Worse yet, it’s oftentimes used as a cheap excuse for why a no-hitter didn’t happen. Like when a local clown uses it to try and further his hatred for the Hawk.

So announcers, when it gets into the sixth inning or so, feel free to casually mention it during the broadcast. You never know, you may be alerting a viewer, one paying half-attention, to something they had yet to realize. You don’t have to harp on it, you don’t have to say it more than once or twice an inning. Average baseball fans: continue to let your friends and family know.

Because if you don’t, more people will be robbed of seeing history live. And where’s the fun in that?