Good to know that in this World Series, "The Cardinal Way©" has turned out to be more than drafting minor leaguers who help the team by starting needless controversies about Vaseline. Yes Virginia, there will be a Game 5.
Carlos Beltran bruised his rib robbing David Ortiz of a Grand Slam in Game 1. People called him soft for leaving the game. Would you have one of your best players aggravate an injury in a game when you're down by five runs? Yeah, didn't think so. And if you had any doubt as to how much pain Carlos was in ...
Carlos Beltran: "Basically, they gave me an injection to kind of block the pain for 5 hours or 6 hours." Toradol, he said. #Cardinals— Bill Shaikin (@BillShaikin) October 25, 2013
Let me tell you about Toradal. Remember when I went to Chicago? Yeah, I had a fun time. And then I flew home and was in the emergency room hours later. No, it had nothing to do with LaTroy Hawkins' error that lost Game 1 in Chicago. I had a kidney stone. From what the doctor told me, this was the Queen Mary II of kidney stones. And there was very little I could do until I got the thing pulverized. But I had to wait a few weeks for that to happen. So I felt no reason to cancel out on a fun trip. And thankfully, the kidney stone waited until I got home to stab my insides. Because when it did, well ... let's just say it was one of the few times in my life that I've stared my own mortality in the eyes, because I thought I was going to die.
Once it was determined that this thing wasn't going to pass that night (the damn thing merely moved a half a freaking centimeter and that's what was causing all the pain), the best that they could do in the emergency room for me was alleviate the pain. They tried this by shooting me up with morphine. Now you would figure that would do the trick. But I was still writhing around the small emergency room table in enormous pain. I wouldn't wish this pain on anybody, that's how bad it was. When the doctors figured out that morphine couldn't help me, they gave me Toradol. Not only did this make me feel better, I slept on the table. In an emergency room. For about an hour. Now you understand how strong a beast this Toradol is.
If Carlos Beltran needed Toradol to get through a baseball game, then this freak of nature was in some serious pain ... trust me. And not only did he get through the game, he got what would have been the game winning hit had it not been for a questionable decision by Craig Breslow. That's nothing short of incredible. Of course, I wouldn't want to be Beltran on the flight to St. Louis when that stuff wears off. (Ironically, it was the Red Sox who were being looked at for a more than liberal distribution of Toradol.)
But whatever the effects, the stuff worked on Thursday. And if this series goes seven like I think it will, then Beltran had better have that stuff handy.no comments