I’d like to think my Cardinals fandom would’ve been cast in some kind of lasting, effectively eternal precious metal even if Dorrel Norman Elvert Herzog – or “Whitey,” as we know and revere him – had never come along. Part of me, though, wonders about that.
As I’ve chronicled before, probably to excess, the 1982 World Series-winning team, who hoisted th…
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