We're so close.
We've been this close before, only to lose. 1985 and 1987 are etched in my memory banks. They aren't good memories. Don Denkinger's name mentioned in my presence is still likely to set me off on a tirade.
It's a very good thing I didn't know my husband in 1987. I probably wouldn't have married him if I had.
Lest you think I'm the only slightly insane, slightly superstitious Cardinals fan out there, I direct you here, to recent IM chats among our friend Christian and his two friends Julia and Jenny.
Scroll down a bit if it doesn't display properly. Then settle in for blow-by-blow hilarity.