How 'bout them Cards?

Well, I was going to write about the game last night one way or the other. After that Lance Berkman guy hit the three-run homer in the bottom of the seventh, I cursed fact that I had let myself get into this ridiculous sport, that I could be in bed asleep, or racing cars on the Xbox. But no, I was watching this stupid game, and having my heart ripped out and handed to me.

I almost turned off the TV right then, and posted a public service announcement to you, my reader(s) saying, "Whatever happens, don't get into baseball, you fools! It's not worth the heartache!" But, no. I kept watching. Because however bad it might be, I was tough enough to take it. I went to OU during the John Blake era. I have emotional resilience. "We have two innings", I thought. "We can do this!"

I wasn't optimistic. Runs have been as rare as hen's teeth this series, and they had their mighty closer Brad Lidge on the mound.

Well thank God I stayed with it. Holy cow, what a finish! Albert Pujols comes through in the end. After going 0-fer the whole game, he finally connects. They're still waiting for that ball to come down.

So, I'm posting a different message:

You people who used to be like me, saying "Baseball is boring", you're really missing out! Pick a team and stick with them. Might I suggest a team of scrappy overachievers from a certain washed-up, Rust Belt backwater*?

* No, not Pittsburg. Another washed-up Rust Belt backwater.