Forgive me for a momentary lapse from relatively straightforward bird-blogging. My St. Louis Cardinals, the storied National League franchise, have won their 18th National League pennant in convincing fashion. It wasn’t easy for the Redbirds to get to this spot though – the Cardinals season has had more ups and downs than an American Goldfinch in flight. Adam Wainwright, our best starting pitcher, went down to a season-ending injury in spring training and that was just the beginning of an absolutely insane season. But the Cardinals persevered and managed to claw their way into the playoffs via the wild card spot on the final day of the season after almost everyone, including me, had declared the team dead after a dismal stretch in late August. Once they squeaked into the playoffs the Cardinals won a tough series with the highly powered and highly favored Philadelphia Phillies and then managed to knock off a divisional rival, the Milwaukee Brewers, in six games to clinch the pennant.
Today starts the World Series where we face the formidable bats of the Texas Rangers and hope that the starting pitchers remember how to pitch and that the bats stay hot and the relievers as cold as penguins on ice. We have one of the best players to ever play the game in Albert Pujols, our amazing first baseman, seen below striking out against the Mets three years ago. Notice how even while striking out he looks good?
And while Albert might be striking out in that picture he will not strike out much against the Rangers. I’m predicting the Cardinals in six games, with Albert as World Series MVP. How do you think it will end up?
Go Cardinals! Let’s just hope we don’t end up looking like this.
And, if somehow you ended up here looking for information on what, exactly, the bird called a cardinal is you should go take a look at this.
I’m a Cardinal fan from the days of Bruce Sutter, Ozzie Smith, Keith Hernandez, and Willie McGee. While I hope you’re right, I think the slippers are going to fall off Cinderella (or however the bad ending to that metaphor goes). Rangers in 5 or 6 because the bats won’t quit and eventually the duct (duck) tape holding the Cardinal staff together will.
Regardless, the BIG question as soon as the last out of series is tallied is where Mr. Pujols will be swinging his club next year. Any predictions there?
This is a much better team than the record and the Wild Card berth indicates. They still won 90 games, even after losing something like 15 games this season in the 9th inning or later and blowing 11 of those early in the season. The team now is not one to cough up late leads anymore.
I think there’s an even shot at a World Series win. The Rangers have an impressive line up, but the Cardinals are the best lineup in the National League. They’re no slouches.
Also re: Pujols. I think he’ll be back in StL next season. Waiting until the end of the season to negotiate his contract was not smart, and even with a few more great years in him, he’s on the wrong side of 30. I think he and the Cards will come to some agreement after he tests the market.
I would be more interested in this Series if it wasn’t the damn Rangers representing the American League again. BoSox-Cards rematch would have been awesome….oh well.
If the Cards don’t resign Pujols I will be very very very very sad.
I am European. I am not expected to understand what you are talking about, right?
Jochen, we expect you to be confused. But watching baseball can include drinking prodigious amounts of beer so I think that by the end of a game you’d have it all figured out.
I thus presume the comments here were written after ingesting prodigious amounts of beer? 😉
Go on, Jochen. Tell us about the wonders of soccer-ball again. 😉
I am reluctantly rooting for the Cards, *only* because they are the National League team—DHs can just go to hell as far as i’m concerned. Reluctantly because I thought the Brewers Cinderella story would last. And because I am a Mets fan. (Though, like Kirby, I bow down to Ozzie Smith)
To all y’all who predict Pujols will be back in red next year, I say: Theo Epstein + carte blanche – Alfonso Soriano = Albert in Cubbie blue.
@Nate: the wonders of “soccer-ball” aka FOOTBALL are that it is a perfect excuse for drinking prodigious amounts of beer and telling our wives to be quiet and not talk to us while we watch with our buddies.
Of course, I never watch it. Never – ever. Childish thing to do. 😉