Fun things happen in October

Now that's my kind of ball game! My shoulders are so tight I'll have to sleep sitting up, but fuckit, one more day and then I'm off for nearly a week. The Redbirds didn't need to win that game--they've proven their ability to recover from deep deficits before--but I feel a whole lot better about them flying home with a win at Fenway. If nothing else, it allows the theoretical possibility of a win at home (even though I think the chances of this Series being over in less than six games are pretty well nil). I was at the edge of my seat watching the Cards grind it out, not expecting anything half as audacious as that double steal in the 7th. And I would never have dreamed it would be immediately followed by back-to-back errors on a sac fly to hand St Louis the lead.

So I hope my older brother is ready for a lot of hours in front of the tv during his visit this weekend. Does that make me a shitty host? Given that I'm taking half a week off work so I can accompany him everywhere he goes, I don't think so. It took some prodding to get him to do the planning, but he eventually came through and in a grand e-mail exchange today a schedule coalesced for the next six days. He printed it out so he could "study it"; monshu wrote it out longhand. "Now hand it to me," I said, "and I'll tear it up." "I know, it's your family." But maybe, like the Redbirds, they'll surprise us.