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Make love, not war ... except with the Cardinals

Let me say this first: I don't want Willow to hate anyone.
I want her to respect other folks regardless of race, creed, politics and nationality. I guess you can say I want her to live up to her hippie name, love and peace and harmony and all that.
But let's be real here. My love can go only so far, and even though I want her to be a better person than I am, I wouldn't begrudge her this one little hate that I have.
Yes.
I want her to hate the St. Louis Cardinals.
Stop snickering. This is serious.
I don't care if she roots for the Yankees or the Braves. I'll be fine if she roots for the Volunteers or the Gators. Heck, I'll even be OK if she stands behind the Blue Devils or the Tar Heels (I'll grit my teeth the whole time, though).
But I will not tolerate any good feelings toward the St. Louis Cardinals, the team that boils my blood. Let's put it this way: If the unimaginable Reds' loss to the Giants (who were dead and buried, by the way) opened a gaping wound in my gut, then the Cardinals' unimaginable Cards' win over the Nationals was the mountain of salt sizzling atop my wound.
I hate the Cardinals.
And I hope my daughter does too.
If that makes me a poor parent, so be it.
OK. OK. OK.
I'm not going to banish my daughter for liking the Cardinals, but if she does, I know one thing ... I will weep myself to sleep every night.

Comments

  1. AnonymousOctober 15, 2012 at 10:29 AM

    If such a dread thing occurs, we'll come get her to watch Cardinals games with us.

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  2. Brian DunnOctober 15, 2012 at 10:51 AM

    Good luck to your Cardinals, I guess ... sigh ...

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