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On the Right Side of the Rivalry

I wrote my third column for the Mercury last weekend, and since I don’t have an idea for a post, I’m re-purposing it for my blog. It’s about growing up as a Cardinals fan in Cubs territory.

I’ve never been in a war, or on a top-secret mission for that matter, but for 18 years of my life I lived behind enemy lines. I grew up as a St. Louis Cardinals fan in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.

Most people find my choice in baseball fandom strange, while others find it borderline perverse. Still, others find it just plain confusing. New acquaintances often ask me, “How is that even possible?” Well, dear readers, I’ll tell you.

My mom is a native Chicagoan, however; my dad is from a small town called Beardstown. It’s located in central Illinois on the bank of the Illinois River. And in a time before hundreds of channels and before the Internet—way before the Internet—it was a place where my dad listened to St. Louis radio stations, and read the St. Louis Post-Dispatch.

Being an athlete and sports fan in general, my dad started following the Cardinals. He told me about how he sat in his room, with a transistor radio, listening to broadcast legends Jack Buck and Harry Caray (before he moved over to the dark side) call Redbirds games. He even saw them play at Sportsman’s Park, the predecessor to the original Busch Stadium, a couple times. One of those times he saw the late, great Roberto Clemente hit a homerun so far and so hard it dented the scoreboard. And Clemente didn’t need steroids to do it either.

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A Birthday Column

Today is my mom’s birthday. Because I’m poor and since various teachers told me from a young age that homemade presents are the best, I wrote a column for today’s Mercury as my present to my mom. Here it is:

Today is my mom’s birthday. That’s right; her birthday is the day before Valentine’s Day. I can almost hear the collective sigh of sympathy from the male readers, but, to tell you the truth, it’s not that bad. Well, it’s not that bad for me. My dad might have a different opinion.

When a family member has a birthday the day before a popular, commercialized holiday, it’s kind of hard to forget. Although if you do forget, it’s twice as bad, and there aren’t enough fragrant flowers and chalky candy hearts in the world to make up for that kind of absentmindedness.

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An Oldie But a Goodie

My last post was a column-y piece that I decided to write on a whim. I hadn’t written one in a while, and I forget how much I liked them. So I decided to dig up something I wrote in my editorial writing class in 2008.

We (me and my fellow classmates) were told to write a Thanksgiving themed editorial (in 20 minutes). The best three were run in the Columbia Missourian Thanksgiving day as guest editorials. Mine was selected for publication.

I know it’s past Thanksgiving but take a gander anyway.

Right now the world is a scary place. The economy is horrible, the country is at war and pollution and global warming threaten future generations. Right now it’s easy to be cynical and curse the world you feel like you have no control over. But what does that accomplish? Nothing. If you really take a close look at your life, there is certainly something that you are thankful for. There is certainly something that gets you out of bed in the morning. There is certainly something you couldn’t do without. These are things we as a people need to focus on.

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