The loss of my hometown heroes.
For my friends that were wrapped up in the debate or Honey Boo Boo re-runs last night, the St. Louis Cardinals fell to the Giants in what some might call a “landslide”. I disagree, mainly because I live in the flatlands and I have never witnessed a real-life landslide. I feel like it would be real sad.
Back to baseball.
The game was ours to win, and we didn’t.
I do not believe it was a matter of not wanting it bad enough, I think our want and drive is what got us this far.
We were not supposed to get this far.
So thank you for a great season Cards, I’ll be here….counting down till Spring Training.
Until then, I will be rooting for Mister Weird-Beard.
That, my friends, is my official statement.
Now I will go drown my sorrow in cupcakes and Barbara Streisand.
On a slightly ridiculous note, while watching my team get smacked around and flipping back between the beating and the debate I was also crafting. With Elmer’s glue. I know it’s amazing all the things women can do at once.
The glue prompted an impromptu glue-your-hands-together-like-you-are-in-second-grade-again session. What was so fun about sticking your hands together at eight years old? Do kids even still do that, or have they learned? I just got frustrated, Tim says it’s because I didn’t lather the glue on. I say it’s because I couldn’t grab the remote with glue hands.
I hope Brian Wilson never tries to put glue on his hands, it would inevitably end up in his beard. Scary thought.
Cupcakes and Barbra ,
Really
Its how I try to lure you out here mom!