Well, the Cardinals are now the world champs. Even though they weren’t my team, I was all tense and excited through the 9th. I don’t know, it was all heartwarming somehow, clinching at home. Tony La Russa, the first manager I ever followed (when he coached my precious Althletics). The Joe Buck and Tim McCarver were so in love with Albert Pujols (who isn’t?). They were the 83-regular season wins underdogs, overcoming the predictions of a quick World Series for Detroit (I guess that resurgence, which winning championships totally spark, right? yeah, will have to wait), winning at home.

Poor Tigers, couldn’t generate offense, the insane and poorly timed errors. Fear of success?

The cutest part though was little (c’mon, he’s adorable at 5′7″!) David Eckstein (giddily) accepting the MVP trophy and his first brand new car of his own - a pretty cool Corvette. He appeared to appreciate it a little more than Miguel Tejada.

Things I won’t miss:

• Jeannie Zalasko saying the weirdest, stupidest things - I don’t remember being so perplexed by her before.
• The John Mellencamp “Our Country” commercials, even after they stopped showing the creepy, offensive version.
• The fact that everything had a sponsor - even the instant replay!
• That the A’s weren’t there.