Well, last week the Cardinals were on the cusp of the playoffs, and then, ex-Cardinal Albert Pujols came up to bat as a pinch hitter in the bottom of the ninth inning, and everything fell apart.
You will notice I blame Pujols, not the unfortunate Cardinals pitcher swapped in moments earlier, who then almost immediately threw a walk-off home run to the Dodgers.
So sure, we lost. But we lost with drama. The king can’t die from colitis, he has to die with his boots on, or assassinated, or gloriously usurped. This finish was so much better than if they’d been ahead of us by one run for five innings and then time ran out.
A friend had an even better attitude, he said “The Streak was my series.” I like that, the World Series is only seven games and The Streak was what, 17? Much better than a Series.