Here are some random pics of my incredibly surreal trip to St. Louis for Game 3. My Uncle Jay called on Sunday and said that if I could make it to St. Louis on Tuesday, then I could have a ticket. Thanks to Aunt Kris and a generous Midwest pilot we know at church, I flew down Tuesday morning, walked around the city all day, and went to the game that night. It was great to see Daniel and Joy, too. My cousin's, Daniel, brick is right outside the stadium. The Buck family means a lot to them. Oh, our seats were 18 rows behind homeplate.
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