Please. Please. Please. Please. WIN.
My Daddy is watching from heaven.
He was a Cardinals fan since he was about 5 years old. He and I had a daddy/daughter trip back east in '87, when the Cards played in the World Series in their Home Stadium! My daddy was sooo excited. He was worse than a kid in a candy store!!
We stayed in a hotel about 3 hrs away because we were just "winging" it. The only room left in the hotel was the President's Suite. Awesome!
He bought scalper tickets from the Concierge. Won't tell you how much he paid for each, 'cuz you'd pass out!
We arrived about 2 hrs early for the game, and daddy just had to buy things for everyone in the family - hats, mugs, sweatshirts, caps, key chains, you name it!!! :) It was so fun watching him be this excited.
While sitting in our nose-bleed section over 1st base, he told me something I had never known, and which I tried to memorize right there, knowing I'd treasure that info one day. He said ever since kindergarten, you know how you doodle on your paper in class? Well, his doodle was the "STL" for the St Louis Cardinals (like the picture here.) He perfected it, he did drew it so often. He drew it right there in front of me, in the stadium, on a napkin. He said he always dreamed of playing for them one day. My daddy had sports inside his veins instead of blood. He had no support for his love of sports, other than a sister who would help him practice at pitching and batting. His dad would cuss him out for "wasting" all his time on sports and listening to the radio to hear about all the teams everywhere. He kept up with baseball, football, basketball, tennis, you name it. But mainly baseball, basketball, and football. He went on to play those three sports in high school, and then in college, with basketball ending up being his #1 sport. But he played most all sports throughout his life.
He told me that October night in St Louis that he was being scouted out by the Red Sox, White Sox, Blue Jays, Cubs, and Twins. But he had already made a "deal" with God. He wanted to play pro-baseball. But he also believe in getting a college education. So he made a deal with God that if he was supposed to play pro ball, then please let the St Louis Cardinals scout and draft him. And if they didn't, then he'd go to college. He ended up hurting his shoulder, and thus ended up going to college, where he met my mother. But his love for the Cards continued throughout his life. Above all other teams, in all other sports, the Cards came first.
That night in '87 the Cards would lose in a what was a GREAT game. And I walked away from that game with tender and precious memories of my daddy, his life, and the love we shared that night and on that trip. I'll cherish them forever.
For my daddy's 77th birthday, the Cardinals celebrated a World Series Win against the Texas Rangers. (My daddy's birthday is at the end of October)
I am hoping that this year, for my Daddy's 79th birthday which was just a few days ago, the Cards will grace him with another win against the Red Sox. Time to reverse the score from 2004. I know my daddy is looking down from heaven watching his team. Sports were so much a part of him, that I know God allows him to still "partake" when he can.
GO CARDINALS!!!!!
My Daddy is watching from heaven.
He was a Cardinals fan since he was about 5 years old. He and I had a daddy/daughter trip back east in '87, when the Cards played in the World Series in their Home Stadium! My daddy was sooo excited. He was worse than a kid in a candy store!!
We stayed in a hotel about 3 hrs away because we were just "winging" it. The only room left in the hotel was the President's Suite. Awesome!
He bought scalper tickets from the Concierge. Won't tell you how much he paid for each, 'cuz you'd pass out!
We arrived about 2 hrs early for the game, and daddy just had to buy things for everyone in the family - hats, mugs, sweatshirts, caps, key chains, you name it!!! :) It was so fun watching him be this excited.
While sitting in our nose-bleed section over 1st base, he told me something I had never known, and which I tried to memorize right there, knowing I'd treasure that info one day. He said ever since kindergarten, you know how you doodle on your paper in class? Well, his doodle was the "STL" for the St Louis Cardinals (like the picture here.) He perfected it, he did drew it so often. He drew it right there in front of me, in the stadium, on a napkin. He said he always dreamed of playing for them one day. My daddy had sports inside his veins instead of blood. He had no support for his love of sports, other than a sister who would help him practice at pitching and batting. His dad would cuss him out for "wasting" all his time on sports and listening to the radio to hear about all the teams everywhere. He kept up with baseball, football, basketball, tennis, you name it. But mainly baseball, basketball, and football. He went on to play those three sports in high school, and then in college, with basketball ending up being his #1 sport. But he played most all sports throughout his life.
He told me that October night in St Louis that he was being scouted out by the Red Sox, White Sox, Blue Jays, Cubs, and Twins. But he had already made a "deal" with God. He wanted to play pro-baseball. But he also believe in getting a college education. So he made a deal with God that if he was supposed to play pro ball, then please let the St Louis Cardinals scout and draft him. And if they didn't, then he'd go to college. He ended up hurting his shoulder, and thus ended up going to college, where he met my mother. But his love for the Cards continued throughout his life. Above all other teams, in all other sports, the Cards came first.
That night in '87 the Cards would lose in a what was a GREAT game. And I walked away from that game with tender and precious memories of my daddy, his life, and the love we shared that night and on that trip. I'll cherish them forever.
For my daddy's 77th birthday, the Cardinals celebrated a World Series Win against the Texas Rangers. (My daddy's birthday is at the end of October)
I am hoping that this year, for my Daddy's 79th birthday which was just a few days ago, the Cards will grace him with another win against the Red Sox. Time to reverse the score from 2004. I know my daddy is looking down from heaven watching his team. Sports were so much a part of him, that I know God allows him to still "partake" when he can.
GO CARDINALS!!!!!
