On twitter the other day I noticed the Fox affiliate in Kansas City was covering the Royals in every way they could. They sent crews to Baltimore and everything. It made me happy to think that they could cover this "magical" season with such enthusiasm. I know it is biased coverage, but it was the morning crew, and you should never take them too serious unless it is major news. It made me think back to 2011 when I spent a good deal of time in St. Louis during the Cardinals playoff and eventual World Series run.
|Siteman Cancer Center, part of Barnes Jewish Hospital|
2011 was a crazy year to begin with. It started with a crazy snowstorm. At the time I lived with my sister mainly because it was the same town I worked in, and it made sense. In early February, Missouri was hit with a huge snowstorm. It was so bad that my boss called me the night before it hit telling me something to the effect of "we need you to be able to work the next few days, we'll pay for a hotel room for you". I worked at a Wendy's inside a Pilot Truck Stop, so even if everything else was closed, we were expected to be open. The hotel was about a tenth of a mile from there, so the company got about 7 people to work around the clock for what ended up being 3 or 4 days. I'm telling you this because it was one of the last times I remember working there. After the snowstorm let up and everything was back to normal, I took a week off for vacation. I was going to relax and enjoy my birthday.
|I-70 near the location of where I worked in 2011.|
Around the same time as my birthday was when my sister got her bad news. I was only five years earlier that my dad passed away from cancer, so we were probably able to handle it a little better, but never able to accept it.
By August of 2011 she was basically told she was out of options and told she probably had six months to live. Andrea was a fighter though, and I know most people in the situation would be too, but she finally was accepted into Barnes Jewish Hospital in St. Louis. After a few trips there with various family members, I started going with her the most. Since everyone else had jobs, and I still didn't, it made the most sense. I cherished those moments I got to spend with her one on one, and despite her only being almost 5 years older then me, we really started bonding again much like we did in childhood.
In a family who were either not sports fans or rooted for the Kansas City teams, Andrea somehow was a Cardinals fan. I think it was because in the various places she would live, she would only get Cardinals games on TV, plus the area is all Cards fans. She wasn't a lifelong fan, her passion for them only began in the last 5 years. I don't even think she really cared for them when they won in 2006. Maybe her friends excitement for them winning in 2006 got her into the team.
|I watched KSDK because I liked Sara Dayley, (right pic) Ken Dayley's daughter|
We wasn't in St. Louis when the Cardinals won the World Series, but we were there when they played one of their games there. Every time the Cards would score we could hear the other guests scream in excitement. The days after the wins we'd go downstairs for breakfast and all the conversations sounded the same, "DID YOU SEE THAT GAME LAST NIGHT?"
A few months later in 2012, the St. Louis Blues had a similar experience. The city was buzzing with excitement, and just like when the Cardinals went to the playoffs, Andrea would somehow have her visits the same days the Blues had home games taking place not too far from the hospital (Busch Stadium is less than 4 miles from Barnes, and the hockey arena is slightly over 3 miles, both straight shots). The announcers glee was still there, just as it was from the fans. Andrea wasn't a hockey fan, but it was the talk around the floor at the hospital she was getting treatment from, so she was rooting for them.
|WDAF in Kansas City has Royals Fever.|
My initial reason for posting this was to discuss the media and the excitement. However I can't finish this without telling you what happened to my sister. Shortly before noon on April 6th, 2013 (which is my oldest sister's birthday), Andrea passed away. She was told she had 6 months to live around July of 2011. From that moment on, she made the most out of what little time she had left. On October 14th, Andrea would have turned 37 years old. Happy Birthday Andrea. I know in Heaven right now, Andrea is rooting for the Cardinals to win it all this year (and I can't be too mad because of her), and my dad is rooting for the Royals to win it all (and I can never be mad at that).
Thank you for reading such a long post, have a great night.