Go Nats!

There are several baseball fans in my office, though most of them are senior staff, not exactly the level of coworker you can hang out with at the ballpark if you are not management. Still, it was nice to talk baseball in the office today, even if we were predicting 65 wins max for our cursed Nats.

After a 13-4 romping today, one has to wonder one of two things: 1) Are the Mets really that good? They are, after all, 7-1 and slamming balls out of RFK Canyon National Monument, even hitting a couple over the homerun graveyard. 2) Are the Nats really that bad? They have only won 2 games thus far, putting them on a pace to win 36 games. So, given that the worst teams in baseball history still win 60+ games a year, at least we know it won’t be as bad as it has been in this young season.

April is supposed to be the fun month, the month where hope runs deep for every fan, no matter how Devil Rayish your team is. But come on! The AAA Fish are doing better than the Nats, who have nothing but second basemen going for them. Sure, Johnson’s hitting well, though his luck has cursed many a hit to find the leather of a surprised fielder. Isn’t he about due for an injury? I thought for sure we’d lose him for a couple weeks when that broken bat hit his feet in today’s game.

Honestly, though, it’s time to make a sacrifice to the baseball gods, or at least get Mr. Murphy to hang out at Shea for awhile. One of life’s great mysteries is how, when a team is losing, all of the breaks go to the other team, from blown calls to broken bat hits to game tying hits always being an inch foul.

Something is wrong with ¡Livan! Frank might as well put a batting tee up there. Or Jason Bergman. Or Ramon Ortiz. I’m not saying I’m giving up on him, nor am I giving up on the team, for that matter. It’s just that it’s April, and we’ve all had such a shitty off season, and Nats fans have every right to be bitter.

In my irrational mind, I see the Nats reversing last season – losing in the first half and charging back in the second. Hey, stranger things have happened.

And hey, we got Church back! Bye, bye, double zero.