@AugieNash Not trying to knock you here but when it comes to putting clothes in the dryer and forgetting to turn it on, I’m ranked number ONE in the world.
With the first week of the season in the books, here's some Augie Stats:
- Recliner ins and outs: 214
- Up at night to go to the bathroom: 17
- Lost keys: 4
- Found lost keys: 3
- Yelled at the neighbors barking dog: 4
- Wore mismatched socks: 1
- Wore mismatched shoes: 0 (new record)
- Put clothes in the dryer but forgot to turn it on: 2
- Got dressed for Church on Sunday, only to be Saturday: 1
- Lost the remote: Endlessly
- Calls to the kids to help with tech issues: 3
- Times kids stopped by to fix tech issues because I couldn't understand what they said on the phone: 3
- Times kids threaten to put me in a home: 3
- Times I rewrote my Will: 1
14-year-old recorded himself stealing a Hyundai, then led police on a chase in a stolen Kia Optima.
Filming your own crime spree. Kids really think they're untouchable these days. Hope he enjoys juvi.
It's been 4 years, and still ...
Time is a thief - Remember that.
Live your best life because it will pass you by before you know it.
Show compassion. Learn to forgive. Say "I love you".
Rest in Paradise - I will cherish your presence in my life until my last breath.
"Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste" -Rolling Stones
Well, I am neither of the above. For the new followers of this account, my name is Augie and I love sharing the history of the St Louis Cardinals.
With each daily post, I hope to spark a Cardinals memory, or enlighten you to the players and events of the past.
It is imperative that we remember these players. They are the ones who laid the foundation for the team we love today.
#STLCards
The 50th anniversary reunion of the 1967 World Series Champions in 2017.
(L to R) Dick Hughes, Steve Carlton, Orlando Cepeda, Tim McCarver, Julian Javier, Mike Shannon, Lou Brock, Red Schoendienst, Ray Washburn, Larry Jaster, Ted Savage, Ed Spiezio, Bobby Tolan and Bob Gibson.
Of the 14 players shown, only 7 are still with us:
- Tolan (80 years old)
- Carlton (81 years old)
- Jaster (82 years old)
- Spiezio (84 years old)
- Washburn (87 years old)
- Hughes (88 years old)
- Javier (89 years old)
#STLCards
There’s something special about a kid collecting baseball cards. It’s not just about the cards themselves, it’s the thrill of the chase and the joy of discovery.
Picture a young fan, maybe 8 or 9, laying on their bed, flipping through a stack of cards they’ve traded, bought, or begged off a friend. Each card is a tiny treasure, a connection to their heroes.
The smell of fresh ink, the crinkle of a pack opening, the way their eyes light up when they snag a favorite player, it’s pure, unfiltered love.
They’re not thinking about resale value or pristine condition. It’s simpler than that. It’s about building something of their own, a personal hall of fame.
They’ll ramble on about batting averages, argue over who’s the best shortstop, and stash their doubles in an old shoebox under the bed.
That passion, that innocent obsession, it’s a kind of magic, raw and real, untouchable by the cynicism of grown-ups.
That little kid... that little kid was probably you.
I love this photo of St Louis (1965)!
Shriners standing by 1966 Corvettes that were built at the old GM plant at Natural Bridge Avenue and Union Boulevard, with the unfinished @GatewayArchSTL in the background.
#StLouis#Shriners
6-seed Missouri State takes down the 1-seed Louisiana Tech to win the CUSA Championship 🏆
The Lady Bears will make their 18th NCAA tourney appearance 👏
- These kids were you, these kids were me.
- All we needed was a backyard, a vacant lot or even the street.
- It didn't matter your age, if you showed up - you played.
- It didn't matter if you were a boy or a girl, if you showed up - you played.
- We umpired ourselves and argued for our side until we were red in the face.
- We used nails and screws to fix our broken bats.
- The balls could be waterlogged, lopsided or have the cover falling off, it didn't matter.
- We would slide not because we needed to, but because dirt and grass stains were cool.
- Mom would yell at us for the dirty clothes, Dad secretly loved it.
- We shared bats and gloves.
- Our bases were bare spots, gunny sacks or pieces of cardboard.
- The kid who always thought he was the best player - wasn't.
- The kid who wasn't very good played right field, but he was happy to be there.
- The kid less scared of the ball was the catcher or first baseman.
- The kid who could hit the best was usually the best pitcher too.
- We'd break a window and run like hell to a safe haven. Then tattle on the kid who broke it.
- We'd cool off by drinking hot water from a garden hose.
- We played until supper time, then reconvene to finish the game.
- We played until the street lights came on.
- If we were on a Little League team, nothing sucked more than losing, not because we lost, but because that meant no Dairy Queen stop.
- We did this ALL summer long, several times a day if we could muster up enough players.
We were just kids, and life was simple and uncomplicated. We had no idea how complicated our lives would become.
So the next time you are out and see some kids playing baseball, just remember, they are creating those same memories that filled your life with joy.
One of the most unreal endings I've witnessed at a basketball game. Billings and Chadwick for the district title was an instant classic!
Two-time defending state champs, two buzzer beaters, and refs chased off the court. Small class boys basketball is unlike anything else!