The long wait for Cardinals fans is over. I've been waiting for 24 years--the year I got married, for a repeat performance. Now from the most unlikely of teams, we have it---a World Series champion. The Cards, who no one thought would win, did win game 5 to take the Series from the Detroit Tigers. It was awesome to see the celebration in the new Busch Stadium. Now the monkey is finally off the back--Cards fans can breathe and smile! Now when I think of the Cardinals it won't be just about Gibson, Brock, Ozzie, Sutter, and McGee; I will also think about Albert, Carpenter, Suppan, Weaver, and Eckstein. By the way, Jeff Weaver will never have to pick up the tab in St. Louis the rest of his life!
This takes the sting away from an terrible childhood memory. In 1968, South Elementary School in Kennett gathered as one in the lunch room in front of a small B/W T.V. to watch Bob Gibson toe the rubber for Game 7 against the Tigers. The cheering of exuberant elementary kids turned to tears as we watched our beloved Cards lose that one. The sting of '68 has always been there. Thankfully it is gone! I saw a sign in the stands last night--"Retaliate for '68"--it has been done! One South school alum is glad.
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