Will John Lackey take a breath?
In 2006 I decided I might enjoy the playoffs, for the team of my heart made a run after escaping the regular season with a paltry 83 wins.
They won the whole thing for the first time in my life.
This summer, I spent so many days with the Redbirds in Seattle, with mornings selling coffee and afternoons selling St. Louis.
Perhaps I learned to write a bit better.
Perhaps I adore them even more now, though books pull me away.
With adoration comes great potential of loss, I suppose.
Yes. And a team, dearly beloved.
Let us begin.by