The Boys of Summer

I awoke at my normal "Postseason" 5am to check the score from the game that typically would have just finished.  What a shock to find the game tied in the 10th inning.  I was transfixed on the computer watching the play by play in the box score on CNN and texting friends at Busch Stadium.  As Ann walked out, Freese went yard for the game winner.  The echos of Jack Buck screaming "Go Crazy Folks, Go Crazy"were playing in my head.  Had Jeff and Cathy not been asleep in the guest room, Kensington Palace would have been awoken with the winning calls of Cardinals past.  Since the WS has started, I have told Ann that I would consider flying back to STL for Game 7 if there was one.  That thought grew ever more intensely at about 6am this morning.  Obviously, my practical side kicked in and I am sitting here blogging about it rather than flying across the Atlantic, but just as on opening day, there is not another place I would rather be tonight then in the stands of Busch Stadium, or even just with the sea of Cardinal Red in downtown STL.  To all of my friends that I know will be downtown tonight, scream louder and cheer prouder than we did this same weekend 5 years ago.  I wish that I could be there with you.  To Ann, thanks for my surprise early birthday present this morning.  I am wearing my new Cards shirt with incredible pride today.  Finally, to My Cardinals, "The Boys of Summer," let's get that W tonight.