


Suppan will lose big tomorrow and then everything depends on Verlander and Reyes. I'm not trying to count my redbirds before they hatch, but JSoup is Jason Johnson without the insulin.
Nevertheless, if the Cardinals win tomorrow, the Series is over and done. If the Tigers win, it's in the air. To be fair, I am really pulling for the Tigers for reasons outlined; but knowing that the greatest hitter of all time, Pujols, gets a ring----well, that will be pretty cool too. I'd be remiss if I didn't comment on the Kenny Rogers' "smudgegate" thing though. Brew, you know I'm a frickin' baseball purist, yes? I put the game itself above all teams. Objectively, that whole thing was much-a-do about nothing.
Even if it was Pine Tar (and I don't believe it was), pine tar has 0 effect on the flight of the ball. For a pitcher, the only benefit would be the grip. But, even if I accepted the premise that Pine Tar DOES change the flight of the ball, and if I accepted the premise that Rogers WAS using Pine Tar-----I would be hard-pressed to understand why he was just as dominant from innings 2 through 8 as he was in the 1st. If the crap on his hand WAS pine tar in the first inning, why was he just as dominant after he washed it off?
Either way, it'd still be cool to see APole, (my new nickname for Pjols) get a championship. lol imho, Albert Pujols is the Babe blasting against fair competition, Greenberg homering against spitballs, Josh Gibson sending Koufax 700ft, Ozzie Smith beating Tron in 5 minutes.
Novels have been written for Gehrig, statues have been built for the Babe, cryogenics took off cuz of Williams......imho, Albert Pujols, already, is the greatest baseball player of all time. Seriously. As a diehard Cub fan, it pains me to realize that our 'arch'-rival (get it? lol, um) is home to the greatest player evAr. But it's true. Mr. Albert Pujols is to baseball as Hendrix is to lead guitar. Nothing will ever be the same.
In a way, I'm just happy to know that I get to watch him. The feeling isn't pride exactly, as I've never met the man. But the joy I get from watching Pujols hit a baseball is undeniable. My best guess is that it's a biological pride from seeing a human come so close to perfection as to send our brains reeling.
Very few things in life are perfect, just dead-on frickin' bullseye---- 4 of them are BB King, morning sex, Smallmouth Bass, and Albert Pujols. If the Cards win, I'll be happy for Albert and Braden.
Until next year, mothereffer.



