Here is one of the reasons I have tuned back into baseball:
Division leaders are Baltimore, the White Sox, the Rangers, the Reds, THE GIANTS!!! and… the… Nationals. The fucking Nationals. The Washington Nationals. The Nationals from Washington.
Never been to the World Series, even as the Montreal Expos, and only made it to the playoffs once, in 1981. Couldn’t afford jerseys with the right names on it. Were sad about losing Liván Hernandez, who I would describe as “the devil”. Had what they were calling the best pitcher in baseball, a pitcher so good he made the rest of the team invisible in his radioactive glow, and then bam Tommy John surgery and he’s out for 12-18 months. The successors first to the Washington Senators, a team so bad their slogan was “first in war, first in peace, last in the American League,” and second to the Washington Senators mark 2, a team so bad Wikipedia describes them as “the definition of futility.” I. Yes please.
I’m not saying a postseason with the Nationals would be exciting. I’m saying there is a musical about that and it’s called Damn Yankees. I want the Giants to rise to the Series on a glorious pillar of flame, but otherwise, please, God, let the Nationals win the pennant.
