Go Cards

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This old gal…

Has a love for the hot dog…not just any dog…but the chili dog…and not just any chili dog…but the Busch Stadium chili dog…from the 1970s…

That family of mine…St.Louis Cardinal fans…obsessed-never-miss-a-game fans…cheering on the players…like they knew them personally…

That grandmother of mine…more than once…hosting a trip to see them play…a room at the Adam’s Mark…a three game series…a chili dog for a young girl along for the ride…

And that ride…that three day trip…was always…surprisingly…uneventful…but in a good way…
Filled with laughter…excitement…the Arch and the zoo…lemon drops and licorice…and calm…unexpected…calm…

Always had a saying…there wasn’t anything so good…that that mother of mine couldn’t ruin…with anger…a meltdown…the silent treatment…

But something about those trips…that stadium…those lights…Keith Hernandez on first base…regardless of the outcome…no matter the score…

To that little girl…along for the ride…those Cardinals…and those chili dogs…will always be…winners…
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And that grandmother of mine…would agree…