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Last night all four of us went to the Cardinals/Astros game, along with my dad, my bro Shawn and our friend Josh K from church. It was Corinne’s first game, and she was just perfect.

Here’s a picture from when we first got there.

Despite the fact that it was somewhat cool and breezy, and way past the kids’ bedtimes, we stayed for the entire game. And we were rewarded with yet another exciting bottom-of-the-ninth victory.

This time, Albert Pujols, against Brad Lidge, with two on and two out, hit a walkoff 2 RBI double to end the game.

It was a somewhat slow but interesting game up until that point. The lead went back and forth three times, I think. Rolen got tossed out of the game for arguing strikes with the home plate umpire. In the bottom of the ninth, the Cardinals were down by one. We spent the entire last two innings calculating what would have to happen for Pujols to come to bat in the ninth against Brad Lidge, in a rematch of Game 5 of the 2005 NLCS, the one where Pujols tee’d off on Lidge for a three run homer in the top of the ninth to steal victory away from the Astros and bring the series back home for one final game at Old Busch Stadium.

As it turned out last night, Lidge hit Scott Spiezio on the foot with a pitch to put him on base and bring Pujols up to bat with two on and two out. Everyone in the stadium was on their feet at this point. This was the sweetest scenario possible! With an open base, they could have walked Pujols and dealt with Chris Duncan, although the open base was third base and that would have put the go-ahead run in scoring position. I can still clearly remember standing there last night, holding Corinne, Donovan standing in front of me, and just being aware that I was watching possibly the best player in the game right now, being put in the perfect situation to do what he does best. And I thought, what will Pujols do this time?

Well he hooked one in the air down the left field line – broke his bat – and the place went crazy before the ball even hit the ground. I couldn’t tell until it landed whether it would be fair or go foul – it looked to me like it landed fair by about four feet. The tying run scored with no problem, and the ball rode the outfield wall and got away from the left fielder, allowing the winning run to score and ending the game to thunderous noise. Pujols didn’t even make it to third base before he was mobbed by his team.

With a sense of deja vu, I was jumping up and down with Corinne cheering. She didn’t seem to mind. Then I picked Donovan up and continued to jump.

So basically my kids have good luck at Cardinals games.