Huh?

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".

Cushions as Confetti

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 know that 4 months later we WOULD win the WS. Moral of the story: Celebrate every win like it's seat cushion night.

Every Moose Has His Day

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

BONDS BREAKS HR RECORD

...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.

Captain Lou Trumps Brit the Baldy

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.

Top Ten...Fabricated Quotes from the Cards Clubhouse

I know you've missed them. The way you stand there anxiously leaning from one foot to the other leaves me with no other conclusion than that you want another installment of Top Ten!!! (crowd cheers).

For this installment of "Top Ten...", you'll be reading the Top Ten fabricated quotes you might overhear from the Cardinals locker room.

10.) Adam Kennedy: "Why doesn't anyone love me?"

9.)David Eckstein: "Who wants to play Dungeons and Dragons with me?"

8.)Scott Rolen: "God, I hate Adam Kennedy"

7.)Jim Edmonds: "Who wants to make out?"

6.)Skip Schumaker: "I know my name's Skip, but it doesn't make me any less of a man!"

5.)Adam Wainwright: "God, I hate Adam Kennedy"

4.)Yadier Molina: "Does anyone want that butterfinger?"

3.)Chris Duncan: "Looks guys! No Hands!"

2.)Kip Wells: "Where's my butterfinger?"

1.)Albert Pujols: "No, I didn't say I WAS Jesus, I said I LOVED Jesus"

The Butterflies Still Dwell in my Stomache

I'm not writing about Lindsay Lohan. Or Nicole Ritchie. Or Britney Spears. For all I care, they can spend their lives in jail. Maybe they have a bet going on who can rot the longest in the slammer. Honestly, I don't care.

What I do care about are the Cards, but they're toying with my emotions. On the one hand I know they're (at this point) 7 games out. So they're winning just enough to make me believe, even in the slightest possible amount. That's all I need to get my hopes up. On the other hand, they lose games like yesterday (12-2) to the Brewers and make me want to throw up and pull the covers over my head. Then there's the double header today and they come from behind in one game and play hard, sound winning baseball in the other. Then I feel good again. I guess this comes with the territory. I have to deal with caring too much.

For example, I really cared whether or not Harry Potter would die. I didn't want him to, but needed to know as soon as Badia-ly possible.So I holed myself up in my room for 24 hours to read the book and find out the outcome of this literary phenomenon I've invested 10 years of my life obsessing over. But alas, I won't ruin it for you. I'm not one of those people. I'll just say that, in my opinion, Rowling is a genius and HP7 is a classic. In time, I'll give my review. I just can't now because I care too much about the right of every HP fan to read the ending for themselves. I know. The "caring" can be overwhelming. It can be a blessing... and as baseball sometimes proves, a curse.

But the passion that accompanies caring makes life all the more worthwhile. I'd hate the thought of life without Harry Potter or the Cardinals. I almost can't remember life before either. The Cardinals always seemed to be there, even when...gasp...I didn't care as a child. And try as I might, my attempt at remembering life before Harry Potter leaves me with a fruitless explanation. In retrospect, life before the Potter books simply seems a total waste of Potter time.

There's a special place reserved in my heart for enticing reads and equally enticing games. In that sense, even when the Cards lose, it's a win-win situation. It's because of that, as a baseball fan in love with her team, even as they struggle in contrast to the immediate years preceding this one, I still feel blessed to watch them play. I feel the urgent need to know the score at the end of the day, even if something else in my life takes over. And while non-fans and casual fans feel sorry for a gal whose day gets a little gloomier after a heartbreaking loss, this gal returns the pity.

For it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. But I won't lie. It's always (always) better to have loved and won.