"Anything that travels that far oughta have a damn stewardess on it."
Unable to take it anymore at 10:30, I turned the game on, just in time to see Pujols tee off on Lidge. Holy crap, that thing would've cleared the Monster, not that we should probably remind him of that after last year.
Predictably, Dad calls after Taguchi records the last out, he asked how deafening the silence was here in Houston. I had to stick my head out the front door and yell, "Go Cards!" to get a proper gauge on the situation.
I'm sure my daughter will forgive me for waking her.
So the series goes back to St. Louis. The Cards still face an uphill battle against Oswalt and Clemens (can Carpenter pitch on one day's rest?), but allow me this one game. And allow me to appropriate (and paraphrase) some mojo from Mudge and Tim from last year's ALCS - "hte Cards will win this series."
Go Cards!
if the mojo fits, use it.
Pujols is amazing. Helluva win
Thanks for the Bull Durham quote. And I'm warming up my nut-punching fist, buffing the knuckles, stretching the fingers. Yeah, buddy, you better hope Roy-O takes it tomorrow...
"They’re finding out now that no Christmas is coming..
…they’ll open their mouths,
And they’ll all cry BOOO HOOO"..
heh heh
I believe.