It's that time of year again - Tony LaRussa will once again decide if he's coming back to the Cardinals...uh, once again. It's our own small-scale Midwest version of "The Decision," only it would probably be hosted by Katie Felts with "Sundeh is GAME DAYYY-EAH!" in the background, and constant cuts to the wrong camera.
So we'll all sit patiently for a while before seeing what the future holds for the 2011 Cardinals. And it would be business as usual, except for the fact that in last Friday's STL Today column, Rick Hummel tried to slip a juicy little nugget by everyone with this subtle sentence:
La Russa said he planned to drive home to his home in northern California later in the week.
No charter flight, no jet. Not even first class on American. ROAD TRIP?! What the hell could Tony LaRussa possibly do on a one-man road trip?
I hope you know where this is going...
First we see Bill DeWitt, Big Mac and John Mozeliak say goodbye to the skipper. Hopefully Tony signed their yearbooks before he sped off in his '86 Camaro:
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No matter where the road takes Tony, you better believe Jimmy the Cat Hayes is out there in the middle of Iowa tracking him down, looking for the latest scoops:
Next we see Tony stop in his favorite city in the world - Miles City, Montana. Any town gritty enough to name themselves after Aaron Miles is a place I want to live. Tony was the guest of honor at the Aaron Miles life-size statue dedication, which towers over all the goatee-wearing, hustle-all-the-way residents of the city:
Unfortunately our story has to stop there for now. Hooks wants me to hold the suspense, and said something about site clicks, but I wasn't paying attention. Come back to check out the epic conclusion of Tony's Road Trip - right here Thursday morning.