- I'm really excited because I get to watch the Cardinals game on ESPN. This never happens. They always black us out because FSN-Midwest always carries us. Even if Jeff Brentley, ew, is the play by play man, I'm still excited. I love getting a national perspective. And sometimes I just need a break from Dan flippin' McLaughlan or whatever the hell his name is.
- It's the Bottem of the 2nd inning and Jeff Brentley uses the word "unsurety". He says something along the lines of "even the unsurety of it...". "Unsurety" sounds awkward. Maybe it is a word, I still don't like him. This is exactly why Jeff Brentley is "Jeff, ew, Brentley" and not "Jeff, hell yeah, Brentley".
- I like how they talk about Mike Lowell, the Marlin's 3rd baseman, and his struggles at the plate this season. The broadcasters' stress how the anguish is visible in his eyes and, on cue, Mike Lowell picks his nose. I love live television.
- Pujols was just robbed of a homer by Miguel Cabrera! grrrr. But he had an awesome at bat, fighting of many pitches before driving one into the outfield for a double.
- Damnit, I lost ESPN to a Braves/Nat game. Alright, Dan Mc-something, torture me with your cynicism.
- I love Yadier Molina's reactions. He's like a kid playing out there. He looks so cute even after striking out, with an "aw-shucks" oh-so-expressive face.
- It's the top of the 5th and it looks like Scott Seabol spit in Grudzielanek's hair in the dugout. I'm sure I was seeing things, but what if that were really caught on camera?
- Commercial Break: It's really sad seeing the way peoples' lives were affected by hurricane Katrina. But I don't like CNN's hurricane music. Who creates that? Like, "ok, I need you to make some depressing music for a tragic situation, but there should be drums beating, as if we were in a jungle...a tragic jungle."
- Ok, back to the game.With the way Molina started the season, who woulda thought he'd bat clean-up?
- Diaz keeps walking by Taguchi holding his waist in the dug-out. ok we get it, Diaz, you like him. Give the man some air. I can tell he's the touchy-feely type. I wonder if anyone ever spits in Diaz's hair.
ok, that's all I got from the game. Except, there was a rain delay, we were up 10 runs before some call-up on the Marlins' side hit a Grandslam in his first major league AB. His name was something like Hermadite or Hermad or Hermaphrodite. Either way, we won 10-5.
GO CARDS!
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