Raising a St. Louis Cardinal Fan

Phil Bennett@philbennettContributor IMarch 8, 2009

I remember I was 3-4 years old, sitting in my Grandma's kitchen. I heard voices coming from her AM radio. I remember asking her who they were and what she was listening to.

"That's Jack Buck and Harry Caray", she said. "We're listening to the St. Louis Cardinals."

I remember listening to the game and that's about it. It is one of my earliest memories of childhood and one of my fondest. Grandma Bennett was a huge Cardinal fan. I think that started my love affair with baseball and the Cardinals.

When my daughter was born, we were still celebrating the 1982 World Series win. She got to listen to the games from the womb. I wanted her to have the same wonderful experience.

I made sure the game was on on road trips, grocery store runs, and just about any summer afternoon. We did not have cable for most of her childhood. She got to listen to Jack Buck on the radio as well. I thought it was so cool to be passing on the tradition. Maybe I was like the parent that forced their kid to take piano lessons, but she took to it like a duck to water.

When my son was born I also wanted him to appreciate the game of baseball and the Cardinal tradition. I used to quiz them both on players, stats and history. Proper parenting is very important to me, but my son is more enamored by the more exciting aspects of football. Maybe those quizzes helped, because he is currently getting his degree in sports broadcasting. Maybe I did something right. 

So when the Cardinals won the 2006 World Series, I was watching it with my daughter and my fiance. It was a magical moment when Wainwright closed out the final game and the three of us celebrated in an Applebees in Nashville.

I always hoped my two would be sports fans, but now I am hoping they pass it on to their kids. I think I might have some say in that though.

Go Cards!!!