A Troubling End for Jordan Walker? Jordan Walker’s magic season is ending worse than a sitcom that decides it’s time to get serious. Think Jim and Pam’s marital issues, or when Will and Grace decided they wanted to have a kid together then Will kicked her out because...
The Cardinals Faithful Have Questions: Sauls-Bag 2026!!! Well, things have taken a turn. Last night was harder to watch than the final season of And Just Like That…. I don’t know where to begin other than to say, hey, there’s plenty of baseball left. Reel off a...
Another day passing without baseball. Another silent afternoon of reflection and forward thinking. What will the second half bring? Was the first half some mirage built of promises bound to die on a vine of a fire sale? Well, let every other outlet across this fair...
We were spoiled. From 1998 until 2010, 30 home runs and 100 runs batted in was a given. Whether it was Mark McGwire, Ray Lankford, Jim Edmonds, Scott Rolen, or Albert Pujols, we had a lineup without relief. But, the last 15 years the cupboard has been about as bare as...
I sit here torn, like a man that wants six-pack abs standing over a Casey’s sausage pizza. I want a chance to win NOW, but deep down I know it’s a distant dream as I gaze out over the landscape of the National League. And my favorite definition of self-discipline is...
I get it. We all get it. You’re afraid this is going to be another year of losing Cardinals baseball. A sad sequel to 2025, something to suffer through. But I’m here to tell you that you are wrong. More wrong than when Nyjer Morgan thought he would get the best of...
It finally happened. He’s gone, he’s really gone! At the announcement that Kyle Hendricks is hanging up the cleats forever I felt a metric ton of anxiety leave my body. When he was on the bump I knew, hell all of us knew, there’s almost zero point in watching this...
As we witness the end of the Mozeliak era and the dawn of the Age of Bloom, I want answers about 2025. I want to know where it all went wrong. And, as I drove to meet the Great Danny Mac for coffee last week at the amazing MAC West it hit me like a Bob Gibson fastball...
As the air turns to Autumn my mind turns to nostalgia. The teams of years gone by. The players, the fans in the stands, the sound of the roar from Clark echoing through the canyons of downtown. There were times of joy, despair, jubilation, and confetti below...
