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I remember looking down at the three guys clad in their blue Rangers jerseys.  They all had their arms around each other, ready to share the special moment that was culminating after a long season of some pain but mostly joy, and I'm sure at least over 600 miles of travel on top of that. I looked down. Bittersweet. Almost numb. I knew what they were feeling. The excitement. The joy. The

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Awesome quotes from the Eads---because sometimes you don't need a whole story: Banan: "You can be my Pippa." (In reference to Pippa Middleton and the hotness she displayed at her sister's wedding, were Banan to have a grand wedding and I were to choose a gown.) Banan: "We're like a reality show without the cameras." (To which I replied "Some people call that real life.") Sharif: "Have

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"Hey Ahmed, pass me the bread!" Let's face the facts. Observing Ramadan doesn't always bring out the best in us. I know I'm reserving a spot in hell or something with what I'm saying, but I'm trying to be as honest as possible. Listen, I understand that Ramadan is not about being perfect. (It's pretending to be perfect! Not Really. Just kidding. Please don't punish me, God.)  It's a month

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Who’s your daddy? –Moe Hamdan The more appropriate Arab question here is, “Who are you the daughter (or son) of?” Arabs usually identify members of society through the parents. In turn, our parents are often identified by using the name of their eldest son or child. So I am the daughter of Abu Arafat (father of Arafat) or Um Arafat (mother of Arafat). That’s right… I’m the daughter

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The Palestine Papers prove that we can't trust anybody. I'm not just talking about the Palestinian Authority, the U.S. government or Israel here. I'm talking about your mom, your dentist or your cat. Josh McDaniels signed on as the Rams offensive coordinator. During the interview, Steve Spagnuolo asked "Is that a video camera in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?", to which McDaniels

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Beauty and the Beast on the Disney Channel! 1 hour ago Favorite Reply Delete » Badi3a Badia Ead _______________________________________ "Crazy old Maurice, eh? Crazy old Maurice." 1 hour ago Favorite Reply Delete » Badi3a Badia Ead _____________________________________________ I think Belle has a death wish. 1 hour ago Favorite Reply Delete » Badi3a Badia Ead _________________________

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Here we are. Back to social networking capabilities. I'm going off the diet now that I've restricted myself for the seven days. Like any diet, I had to distance myself from the thing that is so wonderful, yet so bad for me. Mood: capable, dominant, commanding, prevailing...I'm going to be honest, I used thesaurus for the word "powerful". Closest "falling off the wagon" moment: Apparently it

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Thanks to my younger brother, who works for an internet company I shall not name until he leaves it like he should, it's hard to know when our internet is available at home. That, along with the Eid holiday, prevented me from updating my blog.  I found myself not only separated from facebook, I was also missing my beloved internet. I couldn't imagine partaking in some "internet diet". Just the

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Sooooo a bit of a dilemma an issue has arisen in the last 24 hours that I did not foresee occurring. The Eid is tomorrow. Well, according to parts of St. Louis and the rest of the MUSLIM WORLD it's tomorrow-not so much for the West County mosque (which likes to always, always, always be different). I did not realize that I would be away from facebook and so many friends who I should be wishing a

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Excuse the indecisiveness with my blog template. I feel so antsy with these restrictions I've put on myself that I'm taking liberties with my poor blog. As I try to figure out what to do with the free time I usually reserve for facebook, be patient. Smile and nod. Pretend everything's normal. Mood: Anxious, excited, hungry. Mainly hungry. Closest "falling off the wagon" moment: Nah, this is

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Alright, yesterday was a bump in the road. We're fine today. In fact, the number of times I thought about facebook lessened. I'm pretty sure that's true. There's no way to prove that's correct. But at least I didn't feel as down as I did yesterday. Here's what I noticed. I rely on facebook to let everyone in on my thoughts at different points of the day. Instead of thinking, "Gee, I should text

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Call it a sophomore slump, the facebook hangover, or the first signs of facebook abandoner's remorse, but today was harder than yesterday. Once the glitz and glamour of resisting the urge to visit facebook wore off -and today was that was today-I felt lonely. I know. It sounds sad. But the feeling was akin to sitting at a restaurant by yourself, as I would imagine it to be. You feel like

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Today wasn't so bad. Being at work for the better part of the day made avoiding facebook easy. I took my lap-top with me so I could blog, and I'm proud to say that I successfully resisted the urge to peek on facebook. The difficulty of avoiding facebook came once the evening arrived. By 4:57 pm (not that I was checking or anything), I noticed an unusual hike in my need for a facebook fix. At

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Everything in moderation, right? Facebook entered our lives only a few short years ago, but it seems that it's become such an indelible part of our lives that we can barely remember life before it. I remember the first time I was introduced to it by a friend of mine who already had an account. It started out as a fun, unprecedented way of checking up on your former school mates and eventually

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I've been thinking a lot about the idea of forgiveness lately. It's one of the hardest thing a person can do---to forgive. It's not just about pride, it's about trying to prevent a wrong from being committed...again. It's about having self esteem and not allowing someone to bring it down. It's about laying down boundaries and telling someone "You can't cross this one." The "F" word is a

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With the Cards losing to the Mets, 2-1 in...get this... a 20 inning game, we learned a few things- 1. Lopez is all around entertaining: Ladies and gentleman- he fields, he hits grand slams and now we know he can pitch a scoreless inning during a 20 inning marathon. 2. The longer a game lasts, the harder it is to leave: I couldn't do anything else. Especially after the 11th inning. Not that I

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There's a universal truth that people don't tell you, but you eventually realize for yourself. As you age, you start to become your parents. They told their stories about walking through the snow and we'd roll our eyes so many times, only people possessed by demons could rival us. But they were trying to push whatever point they were making across...usually when we were whining and complaining

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Things casual Cardinals fans must know in order to be accepted by more seasoned Cardinals fans... There is only one appropriate spot to meet someone before a Cards game. That spot is the Stan Musial statue. If you attempt to meet anywhere else, you will find yourself deliriously circling the stadium like some stupid dinosaur or zombie with no sense of self or direction. This is not fun. Do

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I must have missed the memo. Apparently every boater immigrant who lives in America must shop like they did back home. If you were to find such memo, it would probably look something like the following- Hello, How you are? You live in country with styoobid leaders bas nice stores. You must shob like smart berson. Not styoobid idiot. Here how: Say "I want...(so and so)" and "Give me (so and so),

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I'm an over-analyzer. So much so, in fact, that I prefer essay questions in tests over multiple choice. Maybe because I prefer to prove how much I understand in writing (figures), but multiple choice questions make me feel like the poster child for ADHD. My mind often works like this... Ok, I want to choose A, because B sounds stupid. But wouldn't C, all of the above, ACTUALLY WORK? Is that

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There was a fog that passed through St. Louis for over a week. Some people said it gave St. Louis a nightmarish quality. It reminded them of what they imagined the end of the world would look like. Most just complained they were simply uncomfortable with the feeling of not being able to see out of this small confined space as they drove. No one can deny the uneasiness that accompanies uncertainty

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Someone admitted to me earlier today that they're glad 2009 is almost over and that it would be a forgettable year. I believe them because I do not recall any of it. The only thing I remember is leaving my job and being on an endless search (still going strong) for another. I guess 2009 will be known as the forgettable year. Oh. Wait. It could also be known as the death parade of celebrities.

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You know what the deal with Arabs is? It's not our preferrance to include meat in every dish we eat. It's the level of talk. That level, friends, is high. And it's about everyone. You know the saying "See no evil, hear no evil"? Forget the evil part for the sake of political correctness, please. But Arabs hear and see all. And they talk. It's like some right of passage that every young adult Arab

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Dear World, My life is nothing like Sex and the City. I never minded ever watching Sex and the City, I wasn't against it like some people, but it wasn't something I was obsessed with. I can say, "hey, that reminds me of that episode where Carrie...." and say what happens next. But if there was ever a game about the show, I probably wouldn't win. I couldn't get on board with how much sexy-time

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It's the end of October. Halloween doesn't scare me. No, no....it's the jobless thing that scares me. Geez, not working sucks. I mean, it is no fun waking up early. Anybody who knows me knows I do not like waking up early. But I hate not having something to do. I'm trying to be positive. At least now I'm getting some responses. I had an interview for a job I'm dying to have. We'll see what

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There are a lot of things that kept me from contributing to my blog over the last few months. Frustration. Laziness. Fallouts. Cover Letters. Unemployment. Disappointment. But I'm back. (Not from unemployment, but laziness) I need to give a run down of All Star Weekend before I address the elephant wearing a Cardinals hoody in the room. All Star Weekend feels like a dream that happened months ago

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All Star Week has come and gone. St. Louisans had been waiting for this event to come for years...well, decades honestly. There was one point, maybe three or four years ago, when I emailed a baseball writer asking if St. Louis would ever get its All Star Game promised to us once we tore down our beloved old Busch. The writer actually replied to my email and basically said we would. But I still

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I went to see No Doubt play at the Verizon Wireless Amphitheater and expected to see a good show, but I did not get that. It was a GREAT show. The set was amazing and they performed masterfully(Like they've been doing this for over 15 years or something!). I have to say, Gwen's Stephani's abs are other-worldy. My sister asked how a mother of two could have abs like that. There is no answer. She

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Last movie I watched at the theaters: 17 Again My reaction: The movie was as cheesy as you'd expect. But Zac Efron did a great job. Last movie I rented: The Wrestler My Reaction: Wow. How did Mickey Rourke not win the Oscar? Wow. What's as annoying as A-Rod right now: The media's obsession with the Swine Flu. I know they're trying to be safe, but really, I'm to the point where I want to run

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Go Ahead. Flex those muscles. I meant your creative muscles. That's right.Now get your creative juices flowing. Very nice. Alright, ready? You have an assignment for tonight. In my poetry class a few years ago, we were given a series of words that we had to include in our poems. We could create whatever poem we wanted as long as we used each word listed once and only once. (That's right, don't

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I know what you're thinking... "Oh maaaan. Poetry? Who does she think she is? Why is she doing this? Doesn't she know how much she sucks at this?" Well, here's what I'm thinking, "I don't care. I'm puttin' these badboys out there cause I got a blog and I got time. Oh yeeeeeah **Kool-Aid Man breaks through my wall** First up: Concrete Wall (2006 ) Oh hideous wall, sprayed phrases and pictures

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Baseball Dear Joel Pineiro, I am not happy with you totally bitching at The Secret Weapon through the media. Let's spell this out for you...He is The Secret Weapon. He is beloved. You are not. Therefore, you are not allowed to complain to the media. You're kind of a punk. Dear Skip Schumaker, I really, really hope second base works out for you. You're kind of awesome. **hearts in eyes** My

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Last movie I watched: Vicky Christina Barcelona. My reaction: It was entertaining, but made me feel weird. How I wasted time today: I spent at least half an hour at Blockbuster but I left with nothing. But: I almost left with "W", "Changeling", or "The visitor". I actually considered renting High School Musical 3. I was desperate. But not that desperate. (or courageous). I made myself feel better

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By: Sadiqua Hamdan and Badia EadShoes are thrown at people for different reasons. If you were born in a Middle Eastern family, it’s tradition to have a shoe thrown at you when you are between the ages of 5 and 80. Research indicates that the risk of getting one thrown at you goes down as your age goes up. Former President Bush was recently the recipient of this cultural “gift” from an Iraqi news

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Ok, so last night I had a dream that there were zombies. And they weren't old fashioned black and white movie zombies that can barely move 4 feet in 10 minutes. No-no, they were the fast "28 Days Later" kinds of zombies who chased us like hell in order to eat us. This Zombie dream had me thinking of Michael Jackson's Thriller music video, despite the difference in Zombie speed. The zombies were

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I'm so scatter brained, I don't even have a clear way of beginning this blog.Sometimes the Palestinian-Israeli issue seems so frustrating and overwhelming to write about, I just avoid trying. Sorry.I bought new brown boots (?) or something of that nature. I'll probably own them for 5 years. I used to a gift card, so don't give me that look.I bought the soundtrack to "Slumdog Millionaire" and then

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About the seige, before the bombardment... Israeli academic at Ben-Gurion University, Neve Gordon, has described the Israeli Siege of Gaza as an "experiment in famine". He says the siege is "not really about the bombardment of Israeli citizens or even about Israel’s ongoing efforts to undermine Hamas. It is simply a new draconian strategy aimed at denying the Palestinians their most basic right

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Palestinians have learned much from their Israeli neighbors. When it comes to the Palestinians, the world is just as prejudiced as the Israelis. The life of a Palestinian is worth as much as how it could protect an Israeli. If the Israeli government has done one thing without prejudice, it is in choosing their victims. Step right up to the amazing circus known as the Palestinian-Israeli

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The only people who should have the reflexes to dodge thrown shoes are Arab children. We all have childhood stories of frustrated moms throwing their sandals at us, or chasing us down with them to do some close-up damage. In Palestine, we call these sandals "shib-shibs". Shib-shib sounds just as funny in Arabic as it does in English-we admit it. And we deserved every thrown Shib-shib at us.

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What the hell is a Jellicle Cat? I have no frickin’ idea. I’m not even taking the time to google “jellicle cats” because I don’t care. Who knew they could make a whole musical out of people dressed up as “jellicle cats.” Who the hell knew? I entered Fox Theatre for the first time on Saturday for a musical that literally made me question life itself. “There is no plot,” my cousin, who accompanied

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Another segment on random crap that's been going through my head: It's funny when the 10 year olds in my fourth grade class think Obama might be Muslim. It's pathetic when adults do.I would like to talk to Gov. Palin in private and see if she really talks like that. I'm just curious.What the hell is up with people who are still not ashamed of having supported Bush? I still see "W" stickers on

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Missouri proved there was truth to its “Show Me State” title yesterday, as an estimated 100,000 people gathered for a rally under the Gateway Arch in St. Louis in support of Democratic presidential nominee Barack Obama. When I first heard Sen. Obama’s rally was to be held beneath the historic monument, I imagined the powerful images a large crowd could produce. But not even in my wildest dreams

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Ok. My facebook status was a little misleading. I said I would be at WASHU during the VP debates. I was...but not in the debate hall. I was in an auditorium with a bunch of other people hoping to see Sarah Palin pull out a rifle and pose in a bikini. That said, we did have the credentials to be on campus-otherwise, we couldn't be there- and photo I.D. was required. So in my book, we were pretty

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I watched the All Star Game yesterday. I think God was testing me to see how much I really love baseball. Well, God, I really love baseball. I watched the 5+ hours despite the voice in my head telling me to get up and do something productive. But the love of baseball that courses through my veins kept me frozen in my seat for the marathon in NY City. Well, not quite frozen in my seat. The game

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Hello cyber studs, I've been gone so long because I was overwhelmed with the writing I was doing at work. I never thought I'd get sick of writing but ( gasp!) it happened. I'm back because I realized, "hey, what the hell, let's keep this simple." Shall we? Have you ever seen someone do something they think they're special at but they're not unique in their ability to do it. I mean, you look at

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Cards-Cubs Weekend. What a beautiful rivalry. Thanks to deadspin, I was able to check out two blogs... Thunder Matt's Saloon decided to respond to Cardinals Diaspora, who explained why the Cubs suck, by explaining why he hates the Cardinals. So, here's my response to Thunder Matt's Saloon comments. So goes the life of a blogger... 1. Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa basically led the Steroid Era.

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Attending the Cardinals game at Busch Stadium on Sunday where we hosted the San Fransisco Giants on a gorgeously sunny afternoon, my best friend's two year old daughter-enjoying the first game she'll remember (one doesn't count)-was sitting in my sister's lap, taking in the sights and sounds of this new world she had never discovered beyond the realm of television. I can only imagine what she

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I awoke this morning to my bed shaking and my door rattling. At first I thought the wind was rattling my door (as will happen when the window is actually open). But when I remembered the window was shut and it occurred to me my bed was shaking, I took notice and grew frightened... especially as this went on for longer than 10 seconds. Yeah- nothing like an EARTHQUAKE TO WAKE YOU OUT OF BED! I

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I have a very special story about Opening Day coming up ;)I went from despising Britney to feeling sorry for her and wanting her to get better.I really, really like sleeping in. Next to baseball, boardgames and BBQs,(and apparently anything else that begins with B) it's probably my favorite past-time.I realized a little while ago, and admitted to some friends tonight, that the first CD I ever

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I wish I could tell you an inspirational story about getting Favre's jersey sent to me in the mail with a personal note from his truely saying something along the lines of 'to Sports Gal, you're awesome. With Love-Brett Favre', but it seems that being a girl who's also a sports fan always leaves room for stories about bums out there who think that I, a female (gasp!), could have any possible

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Ray, people will come Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won't mind if you look around, you'll say. It's only $20 per person. They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they

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Felix Pie of the Chicago Cubs, a walking punch line in and of themselves, has already given Cardinal Nation a generous gift in the department of mockery to enjoy for the remainder of the season. The Cubs official website posted a story listing the number of injuries that have befallen the team thus far. But it was Pie's injury that has everyone talking, "The Cubs have had a variety of

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Ahhhhh.*deep sigh of contentment* Spring Training has arrived. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Cardinal pitchers and catchers have offically reported to prepare themselves for my favorite pastime- a game that has captured my heart, never failing to find a way to break it, but never ceasing to grasp at the opportunities given to lovingly mend the broken pieces and make it whole again.

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I didn't watch the Congressional Hearings with McNamee and Clemens today because I didn't really care to. But I am thoroughly impressed with the great lengths at which Clemens is going through to prove his innocence. Do I believe him? No. I don't. Maybe I'm wrong because I believe he's guilty until proven innocent, but I've seen too many lying athletes to believe this one just because he shakes

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I saw this tall, burly man with army pants walking around with flowers in his hand and nearly lost it. I actually looked at the ground so he wouldn't see me laughing. I wasn't laughing because he was buying flowers for the little lady, but because he probably feared what would happen if he didn't buy flowers for the little lady. And that's what it boils down to. If a man bought his significant

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What is this? This is not "cold" weather! This is "let's see how much human beings can tolerate before they're smart enough to move" weather! This is insane! Why I haven't moved to San Diego or Hawaii is beyond me. I don't think you understand...I am an ARAB. My kind is not used to this....this thing you call "freezing your ass off cold". Don't get me wrong, I grew up in the Mid-west, but what I

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Never underestimate bananas ever again. Their shape and most famous consumers have made them the laughing stock of fruit through out the history of man-kind. Never again...never again. From another blog with the headline "Bananas Propel New York Giants to Upset Victory" comes this: "But the real secret to the Giant’s success was certainly the bananas that were being brought out to inject

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My feeling going into the game was, "I'm more of an anti-Patriots fan than a pro-Giants fan". My feelings after that game? I can't help but marvel at the classic that unfolded, from the miraculous-did you just see that?-plays (that elusive Quarterback and That Catch) to everything else in between. Those last two and a half minutes were perhaps among the longest two and a half sports minutes I

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The more I watch TV, the more I realize that, should I play the bad guy, no story I was involved in would have a plot. I wouldn't explain why anything was happening to the good guys, I'd simply get rid of them. Do you ever have the inclination to play the bad guy? Here are the Top Ten Reasons You'd Probably Play the Bad Guy on TV...10.)Planning and plotting sounds like a fun job. You generally

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Thank you Scott Rolen- my inspiration for this Top Five. I wanted to do a Top Ten, but it was so tedious. There are only so many lame excuses you can find to leave a team. 5.)I want my kids to have a better education in "insert city".There aren't any major league teams in Alabama or Kentucky. Chances are, wherever the heck you play Major League Baseball, there will be a fantastic school district

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Scott Rolen is leaving us...for another manager. Wow. Can't say I didn't see that one coming, but of all things to leave us for, this is pretty high up there on the "lamest excuse to leave a team" list. Oh, great idea for my next blog! Go me! Go mind! Rolen's out. Troy Glaus is in. I will miss the stellar defense at 3rd base. And his full speed run to home after hitting a HR-although I've missed

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I know, the title is very Debbie Downer of me. It's just that, um, I don't know if anyone has noticed, but I proudly hate on the Pats. Screw 'em! I was reading this article from ESPN the magazine, begging the question of whether Belichick is actually a jerk or not. I gotta say, even though the author of that article was trying to make a point-in that Belichick is only following the recipe of

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I'm not gonna have this long, drawn out response about everything going on. So here are a couple points I'm gonna address quickly. The Real World-Sydney: Um, does anyone else notice how awesomely unstable this season of Real Worlders are? This is good television. The mother of all reality TV is showing who's still boss. Shauvon, aka, the big boobed chick who made out with Isaac, left for her

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I need Cardinals baseball. December 8th. That's the day the Pujols plans and fancy seat tickets begin to go on sale. Count me among the throng of faithful fools who will be attempting to break through impossibly busy phone lines and internet traffic, hoping to snag a fancy ticket to Opening Day. I want to go to Opening Day. I need to go to Opening Day. I've never been to Opening Day. Last year,

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Well, I guess until that game against Oklahoma next week, and then hopefully the National Championship! Mizzou-RAH! I watched the game with my other partna in crime, Khomyster. You know, the one who can't read "indicted". Haha. Makes me smile every time. We understand there's a possibility the public will not understand our game-time mannerisms, so sometimes we look for places to watch games

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OOF, it's Thanksgiving and I'm stuffed. Stuffed like a Turkey on Thanksgiving, some might say...thank you, I'll be here all night! We went through this whole ordeal of having to wait for everyone to come home before we could actually eat. I held off until about 7 pm. Then I couldn't wait any longer. I started to put side items on my plate and scarf down when the door bell rang. Our guests had

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According to some article that I skimmed through, working at a coffee shop (or in the restaurant industry in general) is one of the worst jobs to have in America because the pay is low and the average employee receives no benefits. Sounds about right (says the girl who makes shawirma sandwiches in bitterness.) So, in honor of all the poor souls who deal with this bullshit, I'm at Starbucks

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The Patriots are Evil: If it's not the secret cameras and sinister spying, it's the way somebody sold their soul (probably Belichick) to help them become the dominant and demonic team they are. They scored 56 on the Bills today. I'm not saying that's impossible. I'm saying, with the way Belichick dresses on the sidelines and the way Thomas Bradius Maximus impregnates (building an evil army?)

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Uh oh, Scotty and Big Daddy Tony can't get over the fight that left Scotty's ego with a booboo as a consequence of the '06 NLCS in which LaRussa sat out Rolen. Wow. Get...over...it. It worked out for the best at the time. Scott Speizio, a fill in for Rolen, hit the game tying R.B.I.s in that series shifting second game and when Rolen came back to play, he played better than he had all year. I

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You may or may not have an STD. That is irrelevant. What is relevant? The Cardinals are being sued by the mother of a high school student who attended a K.C. Royals-St. Louis Cardinals game in 2006 with her classmates, I believe under school supervision. Apparently, with the advantageous "send your text message to the scoreboard for all to see" thing they have going on at Busch, a fellow

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So I was stalled for things to talk about this week. Life isn’t very interesting, well, at least, anything I can talk about isn’t very interesting. I’m listening to my “iTunes” radio station. There’s a bunch of different musical categories and streams coming from everywhere, including those for international music. I was trying to get my hands on some good ole Arabic music but some weird techno

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So let me preface this all by saying, yes, I am indeed still bitter about the outcome of the 2004 World Series. I figured 2006 would of made up for it, but I still feel like a little bit of me died that former series. And we all know, once something dies, it never comes back. There, I hope I've brought you down a notch to my world of dwellery and feel as angry as I not-so-secretly feel now that

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So here's a fun read from ESPN.com's page 2. I was at # 29! YAY FOR ME! And I don't agree with the order of all of these, but it's still fun to reminisce. The 50 greatest moments in LCS history By Thomas Neumann, Mike Philbrick, David SchoenfieldPage 2 Updated: October 12, 2007, 1:36 PM ET Baseball is about the unexpected, the surprise, the drama of one pitch or one at-bat deciding a game or

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My little psychics! You've all predicted the Indians and Rockies are headed to the World Series according to last week's poll! Either you've been watching the NLCS and ALCS with eagle eyes or you've wished it would happen so much that it might come true. Good for you. Keep the wishin' going. The Rockies are already in the fall classic and the Indians are one win away. I have to admit this was my

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What happens when you remove a stabilizer? Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. Walt Jocketty, central in bringing winning baseball and stabilization to the Cardinals organization for most of the last 13 years, has been dismissed by Cardinal ownership. Bill Dewitt cried "scapegoat!" yesterday and despite all of the misfortunes the Cardinals faced in this disappointing year, this latest development has caused

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Hey Mets fans, this collapse wasn't pretty. They never are. If anything, I almost-kind of-feel sorry for you because I know what it's like to go through something that's close to a collapse. I mean, it's bad enough that you lost, but you've got to hear about this as being a "monumental" sort of collapse from the national media, and to make matters worse, from PHILLIES fans too... of all fans? (

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All it took was two consecutive days for the Cardinals to play pay-back ball against foes, both new and old. On Wednesday night, the Cardinals, sick of seeing a Brewers ball club pound them and still find reasons to complain as they did in the first game of the series, took it upon themselves to play the role of a big brother teaching their little brother a lesson in whining when winning. In a

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Surprise Surprise! 100% of Cardinal fans (I assume) from last week's poll would rather the Brewers win the divison than the Cubs. Well, the Cubs are still 2 games ahead of the Brew Crew but there's still time for the Cubs to choke! And even if they make it to the post-season, I think these tickets (pictured right) should do the rest of the work. And no, I did not really get to record a few

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My sister and I discussed how sad it would be that we'd have to wait another 6 months before being able to go watch our Cardinals play at Busch Stadium. That's half a year, people! Knowing this was our last chance at seeing our beloved Redbirds play, we made a decision to go down after the 7th inning stretch, expecting the gates to be open for all to enter...or so we thought.Living in St.

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10.)I can now give my full attention to The Office 9.)I can look forward to the Cubs losing in some embarassing fashion 8.) I won't have to regrow my finger nails after chewing them off during a Cardinals play-off game 7.) The Blues will make up for time usually devoted to watching a nightly game 6.)I can jump on the Heroes bandwagon 5.) I can write a lame "Top Ten..." list explaining why

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Rick Ankiel is near and dear to your hearts. 100% of the poor suckers lovely people who actually voted on last week's poll, "Will you still root for Rick Ankiel" answered yes.

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Well, Cardinal fans, it's been quite the season. There have been an oddly high number of rough patches we've gone through together. From the Carpenter downer to the Ankiel shocker to--GOD, do I need to go on or have you been living in a cave under the sea?--we've seen and heard it all. Who knows what all of the madness means. Is this the price you pay for winning the world series? I

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I'm too emotionally drained to explain how I feel about the Rick Ankiel turn of events. Am I frustrated and do I feel my his perfect comeback story is tainted? Yeah. Am I still rooting for Ankiel with all my heart? Yeah. Anyways, here's the story from deadspin.com. What We Lost and What We Never Had The Rick Ankiel thing, for Cardinals fans, has always been about hope. There was hope in 2000,

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I know this is 2 years old, but in light of the USAToday article featured in last week's paper that took it upon themselves to proclaim the Boston Red Sox "America's Team"....blurg.....garg......gaaaaaag....I felt this article featured in Sportspickle.com summed up the rest of the country's feelings on such a timely topic. Study: 96-Percent of Boston Sports Fans Have No Idea How Annoying They

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The Start of something new? Are play-offs in the picture again? The Cardinals' push for the play-offs can be described as nothing short of a miracle. Everything that can go wrong, has gone wrong. Let's see... A teammate's death during the season Serious injury to players integral to the team's success career lows and uncharacteristic sloppiness from many of the vets substance abuse problems

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Pssst.Here's secret video of Albert Pujols attempting to fly(in vain). Although he's been able to produce a start to his major league that compares to, if not bests,the greats, there's no word on whether he'll achieve the monikor of "flying man" anytime soon. ahahaha...ha...Aha..aha..ahem...*cough. Ah.

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What would you rather be? Michael Vick's dog or Michael Jackson's child? Who would you rather listen to for 8 hours straight? Curt Schilling or George W. Bush? What would you rather sing in the rain? "I'm singin' in the Rain" or "Umbrella-ella-ella-eh-eh-eh"? Who'd you rather have over for dinner? Ryan Seacrest or Jeffrey Dahmer? (think carefully) Where would you rather be when your

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Everybody knows some person that every one likes. These revered human beings are found every where, from your inner circle to that character on tv. Here are the criteria for determining if someone fits the "Everyone likes me" mold. Someone's always defending their mishaps. The person who critiques Mr./Miss Everyone Likes Me eventually retracts their statement Everyone listens intently to what

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In honor of the Texas Rangers thrashing, scratch that, beat down of the Baltimore Orioles, 30-3, in the first game of their double header, I present to you the only other rival to that feat. A Walker Texas Ranger clip. No, this one does not show Chuck Norris (although all of those are magnificently magnificent as well)but this does feature a bird getting it's ass kicked. Close enough.

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Peter Gammons, writing a poetic piece for ESPN.com's The Insider and showing why he's a hall of fame writer. "The stuff of legend" posted: Monday, August 20, 2007 It doesn't matter if he ends up closer to Willie Smith than either Babe Ruth or Smokey Joe Wood. He doesn't worry about people he's never heard of or ghosts of baseball past that he can't fathom. "I only look forward," says Rick Ankiel.

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It's August 21st, 2007 and the Cardinals are merely 3 games out of first place. My wish? Not only for the Cardinals to make the playoffs, but for Rick Ankiel to provide post season heroics that'll reinvent the way we think of him. Instead of "Rick Ankiel: former wild pitcher" I want to see "Rick Ankiel: Post season Hero". Not that he isn't a hero to millions of baseball fans already.

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Word on the street...(ok, word from every major news outlet)... is that former pitching phenom Rick Ankiel will start right field tonight. Wonder who they're sending down to bring him up... Update: He returned, he played, he conquered. Ankiel returned with a bang, literally, hitting a 3 run shot to help the Cards down the Padres. They're all saying it, but this is better than a movie. Who would

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I don't know what's weirder. The fact that Aaron Miles pitched a 10 pitch scoreless inning, or the fact that when I went to look up (the now Bigfoot level) missing footage of this on youtube.com, the top search results were "my snake eating an egg" and "my snake eating a mouse".

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It's hard to believe there was a time when the Cardinals were struggling...wait no,that's not it. Hmmmmmm let me think of another reason to post this. OH! I've got it. This is an inspiration to the Cardinals of '07. See, this was following an 8 game losing streak. Thinks were pretty desperate, and well, give the fans some cushions and they'll celebrate like it's the World Series. Little did we

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And the music makes it an even more comedic moment. It's just so...happy and bubbly before the collision occurs.

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...and I still can't find the perfect jeans.But on Tuesday night, August 6, 2007, Bonds hit home run 756 to break Henry Aaron's home run record which stood for 39 years.Some of us are just productive, ok?p.s. I originally wrote "naturally productive" but decided against it.

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Looks like the plate throwing came through. Last week I asked "whose meltdowns entertain more...Lou Piniella or Britney Spears?" and you resoundingly (100%) chose Lou Piniella. See Lou? You're a winner in my book, even if you do coach the Cubbies.

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