From CBSportsline.com:
Among the things that stand out about these Astros are the bond
they have forged and they heart they have shown.
So now comes the corny part, right? The part about heart and
resiliency, and tears and disappointment?
No. Now comes the part that maybe best gives a glimpse into the
soul of this team ... and it is one of the greatest, funniest
stories of this postseason.
After Pujols put a dagger through their hearts with that ninth-
inning, two-out, three-run homer against closer Brad Lidge to
steal away Game 5 and prevent the Astros from clinching their
first-ever World Series berth in Minute Maid Park, they boarded
their charter flight midday Tuesday for the trip to St. Louis.
Catcher Brad Ausmus had hatched a plan, obtained approval from
Astros management and delivered it safely to their pilot.
While the rest of America talked about how devastated the Astros
must have been and wondered whether they would appear on the Busch
Stadium field for Game 6 disguised as a bowl of Jell-O, something
entirely different was happening in the friendly skies.
According to Ausmus, several minutes after takeoff, the pilot said
something pretty close to this over the plane's public address
system: "We've reached our cruising altitude of 35,000 feet. I've
turned off the fasten seatbelt sign and turned off the cabin
lights. If you look to the left of the aircraft, in the next two
or three minutes you might be able to catch a glimpse of Albert
Pujols' home run ball."
If only the rest of us could have heard the roar.
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