Well, last night the Cardinals lost...again. What has happened to the red juggernaut? Who would have predicted that the 100+ game winning Cards would be down 3-1 to Houston? Losing in Minute Maid Park, a place tailor-made for sluggers?

I haven't been this puzzled since I tried to figure out how Alfonseco managed to pitch with his pants hiked up that high. Surely he gave himself a wedgie when he finished his windup and delivery? I mean, the man looked like a character from Quigmans, the one-panel cartoon.

The only consolation I have is in watching my friend, Jeff Cox, watch his team completely fall apart. Sauce for the goose, and all that.

Hey, Jeff...There's always next year. (snicker)