This has been an ugly series so far, but you know things are looking up when Brandon Phillips is vowing to turn a double-play straight through Pujols' head.
My kiddo is suffering a fever and a tummyache today, so there's always the nonzero chance that we'll be doing the obligatory appendicitis-scare ER trip, but I'm hopeful that ibuprofen and Popsicles will do the trick.
Let's see if C. Trent's got the line-ups:
Those Damn Cardinals
No Pujols! I guess the threat of someone throwing at your cranium is a strong one.