It’s a truism that a baseball game tends to proceed at a leisurely pace. (That’s how a fan sees things anyway. The disinterested might put the observation a bit more bluntly: “Baseball is boring!”)
Posts Tagged With: St. Louis Cardinals
Sometimes, I find insights into God’s great mercy in the strangest of situations.
Take the Chicago Cubs, for instance.
Heading into the final weekend of MLB’s regular season, I figured the Cardinals would find a way to sneak into the playoffs in 2016—and make a sixth-straight appearance in the postseason.
The Cardinals put a whuppin’ on the Mets last night. By mid-game, the score was so lopsided that my attention waned…and my mind wandered back to a time when the New York crew provided a much more formidable test for the Redbirds. Along the way, I encountered an unexpected lesson in spirituality.
It was the oddest thing yesterday afternoon, listening as my eldest son cheered Carlos Beltran’s RBI single in the fifth versus the Giants. We were watching the televised game ‘together’ on the phone* – me, in suburban St. Louis…Chris, half-a-continent away in Berkeley, just across the bay from San Francisco.
Suddenly, Chris interrupted an unrelated thought to yelp in delight at the run-scoring hit. Meanwhile, I’m sitting in front of my flat-screen, mystified…because in the picture I’m seeing at that moment, the hurler hadn’t even begun his wind-up.