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Dear Adam: Love Forever & Always

Dear Adam, 

Hi, honey!  I know you are exhausted and probably getting some much deserved rest, but I just have a few quick things to say before you nod off.

First of all, I am so proud of you! Even though the Cardinals are widely regarded as a big mean bully in this NLDS series, you managed to go out there today and dazzle everyone with your charm and handsomeness and HOLY CRAP YOU WERE SO AMAZING AT THROWING BASEBALLS!!!

It was really quite something. You were "in the zone" as they like to call it, and I seriously fell in love with you all over again. For this accomplishment, I promise to make you that meatloaf you're so fond of.  

I am also considering getting rid of that antique end table that you so loathe, although I'm not committing to anything quite yet, as I really think it pulls the room together and I don't know why we have to keep arguing about it.

But, I simply love you that much!

ANYWAY, I would also like to take a minute to talk about Mr. Beltran. (I call him this out of respect, because I am a LADY.)

Do you remember making him look kind of like a goofy dumdum in game seven of the 2006 NLCS? Because, I surely do. That was early in our relationship, but I remember the mind blowing awesomeness like it was yesterday.

(I may or may not have run screaming around my parents' pool with my sister like a deranged donkey on ecstasy. BUT I DIGRESS…)

I only say this because we have to face the fact that Mr. Beltan is terrific. He tied Babe Ruth today (BABE RUTH!!!!) for postseason home runs, yet he has NEVER BEEN TO A WORLD SERIES. I think this would be a great time to pay your penance for that silly little strike out and finally make him a champion. Wouldn't that be nice?

Please just think about it.  I know you'll do the right thing.

Oh, and please tell David "Mr. October" Freese that he can come over and join us for meatloaf. We are going to tie him to a chair and make him confess to whatever witchcraft he is practicing. It's scaring the hell out of me.

You are my shining star and I love you more than pizza. You'll have to trust me, but I have people that can attest that this is next to impossible.