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Finally, the Official World Series Blog Post
CARDINALS ARE THE CHAMPS! I was so excited when I heard the slap of the last pitch against Yadi's glove, that I screamed so loud I hurt my throat AND my ears. Everytime Detroit was up, I was cheering on Weaver, and I kept calling him Jeff Jeffty-Jeff, which I knew I'd heard somewhere, but I couldn't place it. But I kept playing it in my head and figured it out. It's Eddie Izzard. Thanks to a google search for the phrases "Jeffty Jeff" & "Eddie Izzard," I was able to find which of his CDs it was from. So I found the clip and sent it to Katie, you can hear it here.

So, in quick summary:

Favorite Post-Game Quotes:

Scott Rolen: "It was supposed to be SLEETING and THIRTY in Detroit tomorrow, and we would have had to get on a plane at 3 am, so this was MUST WIN!" (always so logical)
Adam Wainwright: "I was just breathing through my eyelids."

Favorite Fan Sign: "Hit it to the Pitcher!"

I was very proud of St. Louis for not being assholes and causing destruction after the game. Everybody was just really excited.

On Saturday I called Jen to see if she & Bob would be back from Chicago in time to go to the rally on Sunday, if I managed to get us all tickets, only to find out that Bob had puppy-dogged his way out of the trip so he could watch the game. So I filled them in on the rally ticket situation and we both spent about 45 minutes of our Saturday afternoon in the Cardinals' "Virtual Waiting Room." THAT'S an annoying process. Every 30 seconds the screen automatically refreshes and tells you how you STILL can't get tickets and to just sit and wait.

When Jen & Bob got tix in section 430, we figured I wouldn't get anything any better, so I closed out of the queue.

We headed downtown around 11:30 and strolled around downtown, looking for something that was open and not insanely full of people. We weren't having much luck, and had just about resigned ourselves to just bucking up for stadium food, but gave one more try at Max & Erma's, in the Drury Hotel. It was completely empty, I guess people just weren't straying past the courthouse.

Here's Jen & Bob in front of the red water in the fountain:



People were absolutely everywhere during the parade. The crowd was so thick I'm sure a lot of people couldn't see a thing, they were just happy to be there. (Look at the building roof & the parking garage.) That's the Clydesdale's you can kind of see coming down the street, under the traffic light:



We were pretty high up, but that's okay, because that meant we could see the parade coming down the street! But here's the thing, we were sitting behind this family, and BOTH of the kids were wearing DETROIT colors!!! (The girl was wearing an orange visor, which she took off, I think we might have embarassed her when I asked her mom about the orange & blue--the boy's hat even has a "T" on the front.) The mom swears it was an accident.



Plus, thanks to the magic of 6 megapixels, here are the Cardinals!! I've labeled who I could identify. (Now that I think about it, I think the guy in the brown by Weaver is Duncan.) Click to enlarge to full megapixely-goodness.



Right at the end, some moron jumped onto the field, but was quickly subdued by the authorities. He was looking up into the crowd like he was seeking a reaction, but the cop leading him was having none of it, pushed his head down. It was fantastic.

Here are the videos I shot during the rally:

Clydesdales pull the beer wagon with the WORLD SERIES TROPHY!!! Katie's the voice you hear that's excited about the trophy--Jen's the one excited about the dalmation.


Fredbird came out on to the field. Is it just us, or does it look like he's had a few? Seems like a bit of a stagger to me. Like he's just wandering around, no particular destination.


Yay! Fireworks. Although the general consensus was that this would have been much cooler if it were dark out, and not 4ish.


Somebody's kid is loose on the field. My favorite part is when he lays out on home plate and does a few dirt angels.