A few notes from tonight:
Poor Brandon Inge. Really. I feel for him.
I'm pretty sure I found my calling tonight -- be the guy whose primary job is to wipe the sweat off of Albert Pujols' head after he swings. If I can't get that spot, I'll be the kid that gets to stand behind the wall in center field and catch homeruns.
You could tell Pujols was pissed. After his second round swings, he didn't even say anything to the little kids handing him his fresh Gatorade! You can't blame the guy, he's the best thing St. Louis has had Mark McGwire -- who wasn't in the pregame slideshow of Cardinal great (like he said, "I'm not here to talk about the past").
I expect to never hear anything positive about Nelson Cruz again.
In the past month, Pujols' legacy has skyrocketed. ESPN's Tim Kurkjian surveyed 10 current major leaguers and one former about the best batter-pitcher matchups, and every player picked Pujols. Then he became the first player to hit 30 homeruns in his first nine seasons. Kurkjian also wrote another article titled "The Perfect Player." Add in the All-Star Game being player in St. Louis, and Pujols has become the ultimate savior to the game of baseball. Poor A-Rod.
Monday, July 13, 2009
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