Although I recently wrote about my lifelong love of the St. Louis Cardinals, I could not live with myself by not taking this opportunity.


As has been well documented since last Friday night, the Cardinals won their 11th World Series, beating the Texas Rangers 6-2 in what turned out to be an anti-climatic game in a great World Series.


Although I recently wrote about my lifelong love of the St. Louis Cardinals, I could not live with myself by not taking this opportunity.

As has been well documented since last Friday night, the Cardinals won their 11th World Series, beating the Texas Rangers 6-2 in what turned out to be an anti-climatic game in a great World Series.

Of course, I was hooping and hollering all game long and as the innings grew shorter, it became more and more apparent the Redbirds were going to be celebrating “11 in 11.”

But during all of that, my mind kept going back to Thursday night and how the baseball gods apparently could not help themselves in motivating the Cardinals. To be down to their last strike — twice — and somehow come back twice from two runs down was an incredible feat. But if you’ve been a Cardinals fan as long as I have, you know this is not unusual, especially at Busch Stadium in St. Louis.

It was interesting to me that the hometown hero, David Freese, placed himself in World Series stardom because of that game. Those gods must have decided if the Cardinals were going to win it, that it might as well be the hometown hero who comes to the rescue of his team. What a fitting ending to a game which was so interesting. In fairness, it was a pretty sloppy game for most of the way and then when push came to shove, things were so interesting you could hardly get up between innings for fear of missing a moment.

Baseball is a funny game because, as Yogi Berra famously said, “It ain’t over until it’s over.” That is the gospel about baseball. That’s why you don’t see any kind of celebration until that last out is in the books, which was the case Friday night in St. Louis. It was pretty apparent the Cards were going to win, but until that last out was recorded, there was no hint it was going to happen.

Celebrating a victory by your favorite sports team is always something special. One of the reasons is that it just doesn’t happen that often. And think about the poor Cubs fans!

But more important to me is being a loyal fan. Too many times I see people who support the team that is winning. That is not a true sports fan. True fans support their team through thick and thin. Winning isn’t everything to a true sports fan.

That’s another problem with today’s players. They show very little loyalty. There are some years when you don’t even recognize rosters of sports teams because there are so many new players. Free agency has changed the game.

Could you imagine Ernie Banks in anything other than a Cubs uniform? Same could be said for Peyton Manning and the Colts.

Yet even with a world championship, there’s little doubt the Cardinals will look much different next year. There’s a good possibility that Albert Pujols, arguably the best player in the game today and maybe one of the best to ever play the game, will be gone next year. It may not happen, but money talks. Loyalty seems to be less and less of a motivator these days. I can’t say I blame them, but just how many millions does one person need? I suppose they would tell me that if the New York Times offered me $15 million a year, I’d jump at the chance. I can see their point.

But all of that means little when you are in the hangover stages of celebrating a world championship.

As a loyal Cardinals fan, I’m thrilled the series unfolded the way it did and the Cardinals Nation can brag for the next few months.

Spring training, though, isn’t that far away and every team will start fresh with a 0-0 record. That’s the beauty of baseball.

Little is editor of The Wayne Independent and can be reached at editor@wayneindependent.com.