Here we go again.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present your National League Champions... the St. Louis Cardinals. And I further present the only person outside of the St. Louis metropolitan area who predicted this would happen... my mother. Yes, Mom called it. You can look it up.
Loyal reader PG writes admiringly:
Wow, she really is good, isn't she? And I don't think she should be penalized for thinking the A's would beat the Tigers -- when a friend who grew up in Michigan heard that the Tigers were going to the World Series, he started keeping an eye out for the Four Horsemen.
I had no choice but to call Mom again this morning to discuss it:
MF: Congratulations, Mom. Once again, you were right. The Cardinals are in the World Series.
MOM: Is this that baseball thing again?
MF: Yes. The baseball thing again.
MOM: Well, how about that!
MF: As far as I know, you're the only person who thought the Cardinals would make the World Series. How does it feel to be right? I wouldn't know.
MOM: Red is a power color. Didn't you ever hear that?
MF: Silly me. I thought the results of the baseball playoffs might have something to do with which team was better at baseball.
MOM: Now, now, no need to get snippy.
MF: I'm not getting snippy.
MOM: Yes, you are. I can hear it in your voice.
MF: Okay, maybe I'm getting a little snippy.
MOM: I knew it. You think you can fool your own mother?
MF: Unfortunately, you picked the other series wrong. The Tigers wound up beating the A's.
MOM: You know, I almost picked them.
MF: Liar.
MOM: It's true!
MF: Then why didn't you? If you had, you'd be hailed as the Nostradamus of our time.
MOM: Because the other team had green uniforms, and green is your favorite color.
MF: (silence)
MOM: Are you okay, dear?
MF: Yes, I'm fine. I just ran out of words, that's all.
MOM: This is fun! We should do this every year.
MF: Oh, you bet.
MOM: I'm just happy that your father has stopped whining about the Yankees.
MF: That's good.
MOM: Yes. Now he whines about the Redskins instead.
MF: That's much better.
MOM: It's a change, at least.
MF: Well, before I go, do you have any stock tips you'd like to share?
MOM: Don't be silly. How could I pick stocks? They don't wear uniforms.
MF: Ah. Well, I'd better get back to work, Mom, so-
MOM: Wait a minute. Back when you were making fun of me for picking the Cardinals to win the whole thing, didn't you promise me something if they did?
MF: Well, I don't know about-
MOM: Wait, I wrote it down somewhere.
MF: Mom, I really should get back to-
MOM: Oh, here it is. You said that if the Cardinals won, you'd clean my basement.
MF: Oh. Well, ha ha-
MOM: I hope your sweeping muscles are ready.
MF: But I was just-
MOM: Make sure you get the cobwebs in the corner of the laundry room. They're a real pain.
MF: The Cardinals haven't won the Series yet.
MOM: Yet.
MF: Okay, Mom. Bye.
MOM: Make sure you clean the utility sink too!
That is all. For now. Go Tigers.
Posted by Mediocre Fred at October 20, 2006 12:31 PM | TrackBackThat's how the girls I know always win the NCAA March Madness tournament. North Carolina has nice blue uniforms, so let's pick them to go all the way.
Posted by: Shawn at October 22, 2006 10:48 AM