What A Nightmare

I woke up this morning from a horrible nightmare.  I was dreaming that I was on the St. Louis Cardinals. How that happened, I have no clue.  But it was the bottom of the 8th inning at Yankee Stadium.  The Cardinals were winning 5-3 and I had to replace Yadier Molina as catcher for the inning.  The only problem was that I did not have any of my own equipment.  I put on all of Molina's stuff.  It fit but I had to get a glove from someone else.  Tony LaRussa gave me one but I couldn't open it all the way, so when I was warming up, I couldn't catch it.  My pinky finger could not get the glove open.  I simply could not open the glove.  It was devastating.  Still, Tony said I could go in if I felt I could do it.  I told him I would still play.  So, while there was inexplicably a children's choir singing on the right field warning track, I warmed up with Stephen Colbert.  He was encouraging me and giving Tony concerned looks at the same time.  I was really nervous.  The crowd was going crazy; I had never played catcher before.  If I could just get through this inning.  I knew that if I could not catch the ball, I could maybe get outs by picking people off or throwing them out stealing.  The choir was leaving the field; I was finishing my warm ups, catching almost none of the balls.  It was time to go.  Bottom 8th.  World Series. Yankee Staium.  BOOOOM.  Nightmare over.  It's 8:50am and I'm awake in bed.

The real nightmare was Carpenter pitching like he has never been to the postseason.  I will say that tonight is a must win for the Cardinals.  If the Dodgers beat both Carpenter and Wainwright, we have no business winning this series.