I have written this poem because it's more to me than a bat and a glove for the hope that Red Bird players and fans alike stand high above For all the consuming things that have brought so much shame And bringing dishonor to this wonderful game Sports in general have gotten so nasty doesn't it seem? Heartbreaking with the awful way things have gotten to be Where is it written you have the right to talk and act so unprofessionally? When it's the fans that make a way for you to earn an easy living you see. We have risen from the low class comments that was made From a person who's last series surely didn't make the grade He said The Cardinal's have been known to always complain And we have one question for you and we'll make it plain How does it feel now being kicked in your Cincinnati britches for calling us names like a bunch of "little Bitches" You Ohio boys have been shown how to play the game And when we meet you in St. Louis you'll get more of the same It won't be pretty for all the red you will see Because we plan to sweep from you the next three. The Cards need to use their new found baseball fire Following their ever wanting heart's desire Playing like a Cardinal filled with dignity we fans hold so dear and win the World Series for all of us this year! Written by, Sheila A. Orwat Lifelong Cardinal Fan