Trust me, I'm right there with you.
While this week hasn't been quite the national circus sideshow that the '04 and '05 playoff runs were, I'm pacing a hole in the floor behind my couch, thinking out every single pitch (in two games at once, no less), and barely able to concentrate on things like "work" or "sleep" or "eating."
Win tonight. That's all that matters. Cards face a kid who almost threw a perfect game his last start. Padres need a win (if you can believe this) even more than the Cards. I like the Pads chances for the sweep tonight. Our job is two-fold; hope like hell that Hirsh has one of his "on" games instead of his "get blow'd up" games and then we need to hope that Shawn Chacon is the Astros bitch and not just a 2-time-fluke.
Last night was the gift. That the Cards lost that game with Carpenter, I felt, was actually devastating. You can see it. Busch was dead quiet last night. Dan and Al sounded like Chip and Stoney used to sound when the Cubs were losing another late season game after they had been eliminated.
But tonight.....tonight, the Cards (on paper) should lose and the Astros should (on paper) win. Doesn't mean shit, but if it plays out.....1/2 game out with 4 to go.
Just keep winning.
