Never trust a guy with two first names, unless that guy is Allen Craig.
The Cardinals. The pesky, annoying, fire-ant in your ass-crack Cardinals. These ******* annoying *****. In case you have forgotten, here was what ruined my postseason experience in 2012:
You had them right where you wanted them all along, didn’t you Matheny? Sure you did, you needle-dick. The day before, my Reds completed their collapse. I decided to cast my anchor to the Nationals and their red-assed manager. Things were looking great, and then suddenly it was over. I didn’t watch another full game the whole postseason. The Reds collapse combined with their arch-rival’s unlikely triumph was enough to make me sick.
It’s like; it was cute in 2011. I felt good for the Cardinals getting that title. Last year, those resilient little ***** didn’t belong. I don’t care that they took the NLCS to seven games. That team out-kicked their coverage.
Now you’re going to try and tell me that the Cardinals have the best offen...