We've had a lot of things happen to us in the last couple months. Melissa has started her masters program for arts administration and cultural policy. We saw a number of our friends get married. For me, I've mostly been writing my dissertation and experiencing my first World Series championship in living memory.
That's right I am a Cardinals fan, and Melissa is one too by marriage. In the last month I have experienced a great joy in my life. Totally unexpected. Every game I went to this year the Cardinals lost. And yet, after sputtering into the playoffs, they started, and kept on, winning in the playoffs. This was amazing. Especially for me as I got lucky and got some playoff tickets for the NLCS. I had not been in St. Louis in a long time. The St. Louis fountains were red. I had my first visit to new Busch stadium. I went with my dad. We were at Mike Shannon's restaurant the night Suppan hit his homerun. We were able to find the brick dedicated to my grandfather. Unfortunately, for my first ever playoff game, the Cardinals lost game 4.
Yet still they managed to win the playoffs and win the World Series in the end. I don't think I can understand this yet. But I wanted to share the love.
