Baseball on the Brain

I can't help it. It's October, the World Series is going on and I was born and raised in St. Louis.

It's in my blood or something. I HAVE to watch the World Series. Even if during the rest of the summer I've been indifferent about baseball.


There's just something about the World Series.
It is something so big that it made me miss Modern Family.

That. Big.


Of course, cheering on a team who was 8 and a half games out just LAST MONTH, won a wild card spot and then fought their way into the franchise's 18th series appearance is not all that hard. If - wait, when - the Cards pull off this series victory, it will be nothing short of miraculous.