This will be the third season for the Washington Nationals, the last at dumpy old RFK Stadium. Well, maybe not. The new yard is supposed to be ready this time next year, but I'm not holding my breath. This is Washington, after all.
The Nats will probably turn out to be the worst team in baseball this year, certainly much worse than their first two years under the great Frank Robinson. I mean, they're really gonna stink. I don't think they have a single pitcher who can throw a scoreless inning against the Little Sisters of the Poor. Period. It's gonna be a pathetic bloodbath.
But I'll be at the park anyway. I'm a masochist at heart.