I was born and raised in Cardinals nation, so without any doubt, I became a Cardinals fan at a young age. I recall meeting Fredbird for the first time where ImposterBro and I treated him like royalty (I still treat him this way!). I remember taking our ball gloves and sitting in right field hoping to catch a baseball, getting a sugar high on our intake of cotton candy, covering my ears when the fireworks shot off after home runs, and being truly amazed with Ozzie Smith who would arial onto the field. Throughout the years and even when I lived outside of Cardinals country, I have remained a proud supporter of our team, welcoming the boos from opposing teams and high-fiving the few Cardinals fans.
There's nothing like attending a Cardinals game in St. Louis where you can be lost in a sea of red, consume beer brewed just next door, view the Gateway Arch, and participate in polite fan spirit by yelling "Charge!" or doing the wave. Booing is either prohibited or just flat out unheard of in this stadium. During the seventh inning stretch, you will belt out "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" while replacing the lyric "home team" with "Cardinals," and it is likely you will see some Clydesdale horses gallop around the stadium.
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| St. Louis skyline from the stadium. |
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| Clydesdale Horses!!! |
After the game, the saxophone player will be playing just outside the stadium for some tips, and chants will still be heard, especially if we won. If you take the Metrolink home, don't be surprised to wait for a few to pass before being able to get on. However, it shouldn't matter because you will be surrounded by fellow fans still doing the wave and cheering. If you drive home, the parking garages will be filled with honks, not out of fury but out of complete joy. The Cardinals are unlike any other ball team, and their fans have much to do with that. I am proud that I was raised there, and I will forever be a Cardinals fan!
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| The Gateway Arch before a game. |
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| A Cardinals family; our kids and pets will be raised Cardinals fans as well. |
I was born and raised in Cardinals nation, so without any doubt, I became a Cardinals fan at a young age. I recall meeting Fredbird for the first time where ImposterBro and I treated him like royalty (I still treat him this way!). I remember taking our ball gloves and sitting in right field hoping to catch a baseball, getting a sugar high on our intake of cotton candy, covering my ears when the fireworks shot off after home runs, and being truly amazed with Ozzie Smith who would arial onto the field. Throughout the years and even when I lived outside of Cardinals country, I have remained a proud supporter of our team, welcoming the boos from opposing teams and high-fiving the few Cardinals fans.
