Cardinals eat freakin' seeds....Brewers Make sweet nectar from Plants and crap....Tigers eat Brewers and chirpy little birds. But it don't matter cause:Wow! The Tigers lose to an extra-inning walk-off grand slam?! OUCH!
We'd better win tonight or it's gonna be scary/hopeless. I'm a big Tigers fan. But I'm not gonna sit here and tell you they can win four in a row against the Rangers in the post season.
We can come back from 2-0. But probably not from 3-0. So tonight's game could basically decide the series.
I find myself rooting for the Cardinals. In terms of my Theory of Team's Names a Brewer is a guy who eats, sleeps, and goes about his business pretty much like all of us.
But a Cardinal is a little raptor with a cool haircut. The thing's mean, beady little black eyes are utterly heartless. It kills things with it's face! It stabs them with it's sharp beak and rends them with it's tiny talons. We're all damn lucky the things aren't ten feet tall!
Brewers don't kill anything. Theye're docile. They just eat pizza. Now a Brewer who went psycho and started slaughtering people with an AK47 would inspire some fear and respect. But the team doesn't seem to want to project this image.
So the Cardinals get the nod.
Steely-eyed, rough-ridin' RANGERS hunt'em all down and shoot'em in their pointy, or puffy, or toothy FACES.
GO RANGERS!