Almost, But Not Quite

Tommy Edman

The Cardinals had sort of a fussy game on Sunday. It rained in the first inning, but that didn’t stop play. The Reds managed to score during this period of wetness and went on to score in the second and third innings. After three the Redbirds were down seven to nothing. Thing’s kind of quieted down until the Cardinals came roaring back and scored seven runs in one inning to tie up the game, but Saint Louis couldn’t close the deal and allowed one more Cincinnati run that gave them the lead again and eventually the game. This loss made for five in a row, leaving the Cardinals in a terrible slump. People were kind of fried after sitting in the hot sun all afternoon. Forty days in the desert meant that I didn’t get sunburned. I didn’t have to cook dinner, because we ordered pizza instead. Joanie joined us then. This morning, we went to the zoo. Bathing elephants were probably the highlight of our visit. For lunch we hit Blueberry Hill and then CRAB departed town.

Bath Time

Cardinals Nation

Being Like Stan the Man

We took Jay and Carl downtown and toured Busch Stadium. Carl was subjected to an entire afternoon of Cardinals propaganda, but still remains a Mariners fan. Earlier we walked them over to our own little local Arthur Ashe park, which is in the neighborhood and includes the remains of the tennis court that he played on during his senior year in high school. Our hour long tour of the stadium included promos for some of the more exclusive clubhouses in the park, plus other high points like the broadcast booth. We ended the tour down on the field and toured the dugout. After the tour, we ate lunch in Ballpark Village and then toured the Cardinals Hall of Fame Museum. It was a very baseball kind of day. 

No Joy in Mudville

Busch Stadium

Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright,
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light;
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout,
But here is no joy in Mudville—the mighty Cardinals have struck out.

Skunked 0-4 by the Washington Nationals, the Redbirds were eliminated from playoff contention. I wish the Nats well next week in their World Series bid. It has been a long wait for DC. This outcome was foreshadowed twice this year, when we traveled to the South. First in Mississippi and then again in Virginia, we were plagued by what the locals called gnats. They are small flies that bite. Neither bug repellant or vanilla extract, which the locals swore by, deterred these pests. The NLCS makes trice that we have now been plagued by Nats. 

Braves Chopped

Mohawk Pipe Tomahawk, 1750, New York

The fallout continues from this week’s blowout 1st inning, in the Cardinals-Braves NLDS Game 5. Georgia Republicans are carping that the Braves organization’s decision to not distribute their trademark red foam tomahawks in that game, generated the “karma” that led to the Braves rout. Earlier in this series Saint Louis pitcher, Ryan Helsley, of Cherokee heritage, disparaged Atlanta’s Tomahawk Chop cheer, before Game 2 in Atlanta. “I think it’s a misrepresentation of the Cherokee people or Native Americans in general,” Helsley told the St. Louis Post-Dispatch. His complaint led the Braves to not hand out their foam tomahawks when play returned to Georgia, but it took ten unanswered Redbird runs to silence Atlanta fans and halt their performance of the Tomahawk Chop, at least for a while. Later, while railing against political correctness, Georgia conservatives cried a Trail-of-Tears, big crocodile ones, claiming that they were actually just honoring their state’s Cherokee heritage.

Yeah, right.

Well, at least Atlanta distinguished itself better this time around. Not the least, Atlanta fans did not cause a lengthy game delay by throwing trash onto the field, unlike the last time the Cardinals and Braves met in postseason play. Looking forward, Saint Louis hosts the Washington Nationals tonight. This series is for the National League pennant. I’m hoping for a good series. The Nationals should let Washington take its mind off of politics for a while and give it a chance to shine. Unlike that other crosstown franchise, who shall not be named.

Let’s go, Cardinals!