Sweating It Out

My Cardinal loving nephew Tony Jarboe admits his blood pressure is up as he watches his beloved team in the World Series.
He mentioned this to me after I sent him an e-mail telling him I had no pressure. I was rooting for the Rangers and if they won, fine. If they lost, not a big deal to me. If the Cards win, I'll be happy for Tony.
I'll just watch the games, hope they are close and compelling (which they have been so far) and wish for a 7 game series for dramatic purposes.
Tony though doesn't have that luxury. He's into every pitch, sweating it out the entire game. Pressure, lost sleep, second guessing, applying every superstition that he may have, altering his schedule around the games, spending time and effort reading about the series, watching the highlights and so forth.
Me, I just get to relax and chill out while chuckling at Tony's predicament.
Damn. I wish I was in Tony's shoes. Nothing like your team in the post-season.