Awesome. I’ve been a die-hard Cardinals fan ever since the first game I went to in 1971 at Busch Stadium when my sister, Clarissa, was born. Back then the Cardinals would send out a set of tickets to the whole family of a newly born St. Louisan. I wasn’t sure how I felt about the addition of my sister (I am now), but those seats to what turned out to be a match-up between Tom Seaver and Bob Gibson got me hooked for good. The Cardinals marketing ploy sure worked.
Last night’s fifth game of the playoff series between the expansion Houston Astros (a team named after a stadium that they don’t even play in) was great drama. Cardinals fans must have felt the opposite of Astros fans, who went from loud euphoria to shocked silence in one swing of The Great Albert Puljols’s bat.
I know this has nothing to do with piping. But, damn, what a game.