There’s a terrific difference between stock, boring fail and deliciously fun, restaurant-quality fail. And the Washington Nationals haven’t been stingy with the latter. With misspelled jerseys and one of the minor-leaguers on the all-star ballot, the Nats complete the trifecta with the grounds crew completely bungling the tarp. You don’t have to fight with it. It’s a tarp. It’s not a squid, you idiots. You wonderful, satisfying idiots.
|The Bog, to whom I still owe fantasy football money. Keep your shirt on, Steinz. It’s only been four months.|