Tomorrow starts the best time of year...baseball season!!! It's time for our beloved Cardinals to take the field and hopefully give us a great 2011 season. There are a few setbacks (Wainwright's out for the year and the delay of Pujols' contract negotiation) but I'm still so excited about a new season!
We are Cardinal Nation.
We are the 3 million in the stands and the millions more at home.
We are generations of generations.
We are a father, a son and a scorecard.
We are Ducky, Dizzy and The Rajah. Albert, Yadi and Waino.
We are a hard nine.
We are a kid, an old radio and a disregard for bedtimes.
We are curtain calls and the Clydesdales.
We are sac bunts, hitting the cutoff and the 4-6-3.
We were "America's Team" before there was such a thing as "America's Team."
We are 1, 2, 6, 9, 14, 17, 20, 24, 42, 45, and 85.
We are "Go Crazy Folks!" and "That's a Winner!"
We are Hornsby's .424 and Gibby's 1.12.
We are Bonilla's hamstring and a rookie named Albert.
We are Robison, Sportsman's and Busch.
We are "Seat Cushion Night."
We are Ol' Abner, among other Shannon-isms.
We are "Brummer's stealing home!"
We are 1892, and 1982. (And not to mention '26, '31, '34, '42, '44, '46, '64, '67 and '06).
We are the Gashouse Gang, Slaughter's Mad Dash and Brock for Broglio.
We are backflips on Opening Day.
We are peanuts, Cracker Jacks and home runs that break things.
We are a porch swing, a summer night and the crackle of the Mighty 'MOX.
We are Whiteyball and the baby blues.
We are Mike Laga and the Legendary Foul Ball.
We are "Meet you at Musial."
We are 42,396 on a Tuesday night.
We are 475 home runs, 3,630 hits and 3 MVPs, despite WWII.
We are George Kissell.
We are two birds on one bat. And always will be.
We are 43 Hall of Famers, 10 World Championships and counting.
We are the first team this side of the Mississippi...
And the best fans this side of anywhere.
WE ARE CARDINAL NATION. Let's go Cards!!!
