I have a lot of doomsday-related concerns to address over the coming days, but if May 21 is really the end of the world SB Nation St. Louis has one primary sports-related problem: Albert Pujols's baseball card is about to be ruined. As you probably already know, Albert Pujols has hit at least .300 with at least 30 home runs and at least 100 RBI for 10 consecutive seasons. Technically that's a lot of arbitrary end-points to jump through to say he's one of the best who's ever lived; practically it means that his baseball card is perhaps the most harmonious ever. If May 21 is the end of the world, though, it's coming at the absolute worst possible time.
↵Because Albert Pujols is slumping, I mean.
↵When hell opens up and swallows his current baseball-reference page it's going to be a terrible, personal disappointment to me that Satan will be introduced to a Pujols who's hitting below .300 and no longer on pace for 30 home runs or 100 RBI. 10 years of work on one of the best baseball cards ever, ruined because doomsday occurs the year he's hitting into double plays all the time.
↵Of course, there's a chance Pujols can pull his numbers back toward their norms in time for the May 21st apocalypse, and if that happens—well, if that happens I have other things entirely to worry about.
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