Sad DC 18-10

sure, it was massive crushage at the hands of the Phils tonight

and Shaggy Werth broked his wrist but you know what?

maybe he needed to break his wrist

maybe Zimmy and Werth and Mike Morse all needed

to make psychic room for The Ultimate Harper to inject

this team with his wild Charlie Hustleness

(he stole home for the lone Nat run, did you see that?)

this is a team that was basically homeless, sleeping on subway grates

and no one loved them, and they got shipped to DC because of

the free mental health resources available, and they were not

supposed to be rehabilitated enough to even hold down a job

until next year, and here we are already talking promotions to

"playoff contender" so I say fuck it to it all

let this year unfold wildly and bizarrely

and let us rejoice in the bizarre nature of this team

so full of potential and quirky youthful superstars in the making

that normal baseball conventions and worries need not apply

fuck baseball conventions and fuck baseball worries

the best thing for baseball in DC is for it to be less like baseball in DC

imo