BIG BEN

Ruined a beautiful storybook ending for the Super Bowl back in February. An absolutely perfectly thrown td pass in the corner of the end zone. I can still see it; I can still feel its sting.

My devotion to the football Cardinals goes back to Charley Johnson and Johnny Roland. It reached its zenith in the Don Coryell years with Jim Hart, Jim Otis, Mel Gray, Conrad Dobler, Dan Dierdorf, and others.

It hit its nadir with Steve Pzarkewitz, Clyde Duncan, Kelly Stouffer and Bill Bidwell's move to the desert. After our move to the same desert, I only attended Cardinal games when they played my new football allegiance the St. Louis Rams.

But when the Rams fell apart after two Super Bowl appearances and released Kurt Warner, well my interest started to wane. Back to the Cardinals and Warner. When Kurt won the starting qb job, I started rooting again for the Cards on an almost equal keel to the Rams.

When last season's playoffs began, I was full bandwagon Cardinals since my Rams had won only 2 games all season--three the year before. A fair weathered fan? Somewhat. The final decision on that will come in a year or two when Kurt is no longer directing them.

Maybe that's why I can't understand Cub fans. How can you root for a team that hasn't won in over 100 years? I mean, maybe anonymously, but when Cub fans wear their team's apparel out in public, to me it's kinda like the shirt with the arrow pointing and saying "I'm With Stupid."