Once again, I gave up on the Cardinals last night. I went to bed after the 8th inning, with the Cards down by two, convinced that the baseball season was over.
When Becky’s alarm went off this morning, she asked me how it felt to wake up a loser, and we both giggled about it, resigned to what surely must’ve taken place last night.
She got up, took the dogs out, and went to the ‘Net to confirm what we already knew — that the Cards had lost.
And then she came running up to the bed, excited, and saying that the Cards had won. Of course, I thought she was kidding.
The Cardiac Cards came back not once, but twice, after we gave up and went to bed. They played for another 90 minutes after we crashed, coming up with a victory, and pushing into a Game 7 in the World Series.
I really can’t believe it. I just can’t. I’ve said it before, I’ve given up so many times this season, only to be proven wrong by this crazy comeback team.
I won’t be giving up tonight, and will be staying tuned through the very last pitch!
2 thoughts on “I Went to Bed a Loser, and Awoke with Hope”
Told You!!! I saw a lot of fans clutching replicas of Squatch and that’s what turned the tide. I bet you can’t find one of those in the whole state of MO. I stayed until the very end, doing my part. How ’bout that hometown boy…a walkoff homer. How cool. I will also be there until the last pitch tonight. Even Kev said he was going to watch. We got you covered.
Judy – David is a graduate from the high
school up the hill from us, we are in the same school district. The school marquee has been littered (in a good way) with homemade signs and other congratulatory statements. So he’s really a hometown quite local boy for us. Not that Colin and I can claim knowing his family but I bet his Mom and I shop at the same grocery store :)….now how’s that for a stretch for getting famous.
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