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The problem with trying to move management by staying away from the ballpark or not watching electronically is that many Cardinals fans, perhaps even most, are like me – they love baseball in all it’s forms, and the Cardinals in particular. If I have an opportunity to go to a ball game, even between the two worst teams in MLB, I’ll go. God knows in my youth I suffered through the entire decade of the 1950s cheering for losing St. Louis teams (despite the joy of Musial, Slaughter, Schoendienst, et al) until the sweet smell of victory in 1964. It’s the game itself that draws me. It used to drive my wife nuts when we lived in the States that I was unable to walk through a public park without stopping for a quarter of an hour to watch a couple of innings of a Little League game, or later on home leaves dragging her to San Antonio Missions (AA) games. Sure it’s a lot more fun when the Cards are winners. When the Redbirds win my whole outlook on life is more positive. But trying to punish DeWitt, Mo and Co. or incite them to action by staying away would only punish ourselves. And, of course, that’s what those guys in the front office count on.
It depends on how the rest of the season goes, but I’ve got nothing against giving him another 1 year contract at a reasonable price. I certainly hope he’s got a few more games like today’s in him. Glad we didn’t end up ruining it for him.
What are these two airheads babbling about? Rock bands, scrabbled eggs, Brebbia’s beard. For cryin out loud.
I’ve always kind of liked Jmart despite the goofiness and wobbly defense. I don’t mind trading him if we can get something better in return. But I don’t see much point in trading him just to get another .250 hitter who makes a lot more money. I wonder, have his defensive miscues actually cost us any games this year?
I went to bed last night with such hopes of renewal for my beloved Cardinals, a new, more vigorous life to kick off the second half of a heretofore mediocre season. Hélas, I find this morning it was more of the same. The hitless weaklings were back with the same mushy baseball through which they slogged for 88 games. The only bright spot in this otherwise miserable season is that our competition is almost as bad as we are.
Lets get this 2nd half started with a bang tonight. Preferably with a large number of bangs. Make my morning wakeup check a happy one.
Rah Cardinals.
Every time I look at this roster I think this bunch of guys SHOULD be an offensive threat. They either have been in the not too distant past or have excellent potential. It’s hard to see why this hasn’t jelled over the first half. We kept saying “it’s early yet, they’ll come around,” but they never did. On the other hand, if we want to go the trade route, who, precisely is out there and available that will really make a difference overall, that is will enable us to win two out of three games for the rest of the year, and if such a player or preferably players, can be found, who is interested in any of our hitless lot. And we don’t have any pitching to spare that I can see to tempt anyone. I really want to be positive and I can always keep hoping Goldy will suddenly explode, Ozuna will return from the DL with increased vigor, Carp will find at least a semblance of his old self, DeJong will shake his current slump, Yadi will continue to be Yadi, only a little more so, and one or several of these youngsters will catch fire. But as we all know, hope can be a dangerous thing.
Sorry I’m late for the game (3rd inning). I was too busy digesting my piece of filet beef, rubbed vigorously with crushed peppercorns and a bit of salt and slathered with a mustard sauce, accompanied by new potatoes sautéed in butter and fresh snap beans with a sprinkling of onions cooked al denté. I washed it all down with a couple glasses of Gigondas and finished with some raspberries drizzled with cream. Burp.
Hoo-ray for the American women. They roared through that World Cup Tournament like a locomotive.
P.S. Actually they won it in Lyon, not Paris.Ah, a sad Sunday morning. After reading this thread from last night I think I’ll skip the MLB-TV archive rerun today and spare y’all a rundown of a quite good dinner last night. May today be a better day on the bay.
This is another one of those Left Coast night games that’s much too late for me. Let’s hope that while I’m sleeping the cards are hitting.
I just finished watching a rerun of last night’s game on MLB-TV, which of course was mostly wonderful with a much needed win, but it also illustrated something that always irritates me – that is guys who stand at home plate or walk to 1st base while admiring their home runs. In this case it was Fowler and in the end it wasn’t a home run, and because of his lack of hustle became a needlessly close triple. On the other hand, I appreciate Fowler’s mini-revival in other areas and in the end there were no negative consequences.
As for French cows, Mr. Pugsley, they go “meuh,” which I can’t even begin to write phonetically.
