Last week, I ventured back to Soup’s Grill. One of my Cardinals ‘net friends, Sandi, was visiting from Jefferson City, MO and it was our first chance to meet in the non-virtual world. We were accompanied by our friend Emma, who writes the excellent blog Crzblue’s Dodger World here on this fine site.
A brawl before the
Carp stares down Ryan
Wow, this was a heckuva series against the Reds. The Cards had to rise to the occasion, and boy, did they – with hitting, pitching, and fire in the bellies.
Something about Tuesday’s brawl reminded me of this scene from The Last Detail (warning: bad language). It’s all about flaring tempers and strong words, nobody really gets hurt, but Jack gets a total feeling of exhilaration from the altercation.
That type of adrenalin rush seems to be what happened to the Cards. After being the center of the fight with Brandon Phillips, Yadi hit a home run, and the Cards just rolled from there, right back into first place.
There’s not much to say about Phillips’ inane comments about his hatred of the Cards. It certainly wasn’t professional or very sportsmanlike. But if that’s what it took to get the Cards riled up enough to finally play with some fire, then I’m glad he mouthed off.
Now bring on the team Phillips prefers to the Cardinals – the Cubbies!
Well, it’s taken me a couple weeks to get around to writing about the games I attended on the Cardinals’ recent ugly West Coast trip. I guess I was just in mourning since they lost all 3 games I attended (2 in LA, 1 in Phoenix). Maybe I’m bad luck. Or more likely, Dave is bad luck, since the Cardinals lost every game he’s attended with me. But then, I only brought him to 2 out of the 3 games, so I guess the blame falls on me.
The agony of