Thursday, February 23, 2006

Why God, Why?



Man, I sure wish we had a centerfielder that could bat leadoff.

Get out the whoopin' stick

So Frank, JimBo and Fonzie are going to be all diplomatic and political about it.

Shoot the two on the right

What good is it to have a crusty ol' curmudgeon as a manager if he's not going to kick Soriano's ass out to left field?

Blacked Out

Shameful. It's a sin that only 32 games will be broadcast on over the air television this year. And only a select few cable and satellite subscribers will get more than that.

So let's get it all straight. We don't have an owner. Our stadium deal is still in limbo. We have a over-paid malcontent who still won't change positions to help the team. We have a moron GM who has a hard-on for toolsy players and former Cincinnati Reds. (Big bonus to Dave Sheinin for taking on that angle!)

And now we won't even be able to watch our team!

I guess we can all thank Bud and Pete for another finger in the eye of the collective Nats fanbase.

Monday, February 13, 2006

When your luck is battin' zero

So Bowden went and did it... He sold Jamey Carroll to the Rockies for $300K, further convincing me that Bowden needs to be shipped out of town as soon as possible.

Let's be clear, I'm not pissed about losing Carroll the player. What does fill me with murderous rage, however, are two things.

First: Losing Jamey Carroll the person is an big blow to the organization. As I've pointed out before, one of the few entries I've written that's worth reading describes the encounter with Carroll that solidified in my mind the value he brings to a team as a human being.

Carroll does what he's asked on the field, without complaining. Unlike one particular player who Bowden lusted after, before trading another gritty player for him. He runs hard to first base and chokes up on the bat. And he was always the first Nat on the field after the opponents batting practice. Carroll was one of the reasons the Nats were so likeable. Now, just like Wilkerson, he's been let go by our resident genius GM.

Second reason why I'm stifling my murderous desire to impale Bowden on the Washington Monument: The ONLY reason Carroll was squeezed off the bench is because Bowden felt the inexplicable need to sign eighty gazillion infielders to guaranteed major league deals.

I'm not buying Bowden's BS about how Jamey wasn't a "good fit" or he "didn't drive in enough runs and some in the organization felt that he was not good enough defensively to replace a player like Guzman." Please!

How much of an improvement are Royce Clayton, Marlon Anderson, Damian Jackson, Robert Fick, Matt LeCroy or Bernie Castro going to be over a guy like Carroll. Maybe one of these guys will break out, but it's not like Bowden has a master plan for all this. He's just spraying shots all over the board, hoping he'll get lucky. And his dumb haphazard jackassedness has cost the Nats one of the true good guys of the game.



Speaking of dumb jackassedness, since Cap'n Leatherpants couldn't be bothered to sell Carroll before signing Matt LeCroy, he went and exposed Darrell Rasner to waivers, who was of course claimed by the Yankees. Rasner now joins Sunny Kim as shining examples of how Bowden doesn't know how to think two steps ahead of himself.

At least it looks like Sammy Sosa's misplaced pride may save the Nats from more of Bowden's stupidity.

EDIT 9:19 AM: Must-read - Triple Play Nate's brilliant Nats short story, "The Long Pitch Good-bye." (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

NOW can we have an owner?

12:44 am -- The DC Council passes an emergency lease. Catania, Fenty, Graham, Mendelson all opposed; everyone else in favor.

It was painful. But it's done.

Can we have an owner now?

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Here's to Alcohol

The cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems.

Marc Fisher, once again, has hit the nail on the head. (I'm not, however, ready to completely give up.)

DC has proven that it is a terrible place to do business. I don't harbor any animosity toward the principled opposition of Adrian Fenty or David Catania. They stood strong by their opinions.

However, the milquetoast pansies who couldn't make up their minds were just interested in playing the warring factions against each other and drumming up false racial and class wars just to further their political ambitions.

For the record, I have no idea what will happen. I still have hope that things will shake out positively.

But the bull$#!7 we've had to put up with is just f*cking shameful.

Friday, February 03, 2006

Depths of Mediocrity

So Cap'n Leatherpants grasped at another straw yesterday, signing Royce Clayton to a minor league contract. While some hail this as the end of the Guzman era, the rest of us just wonder what the hell PT Bowden thinks he's accomplishing.

The four blog entries I linked to above neatly sum up what the problem here is. OK, even Bowden knows that Guzman sucked last year. Sucked bad. I think he hit around .220 for the year, and that was after his September surge. Say Guzzy hits around what he's capable of -- perhaps about .265. Is Clayton going to be any better? No, not really. OMG gives us an appropriate Simpsons metaphor for whole situation.

And like Brandon at Curly W points out -- our middle infield depth chart is like half a dozen players deep. That normally might be a nice problem to have, but when you're choosing among Damian Jackson, Marlon Anderson, Jamey Carroll, Royce Clayton, Christian Guzman -- not to mention the Vidro/Soriano outfield vs. second base debacle -- I mean, it's almost like trying to choose between Ron Darling and Rob Dibble as TV color men. You just can't win.

Besides, do we really want a guy who Dennis Quaid struck out on three pitches?

Quaid stares does Clayton
JUNE 30, 2006 -- With the game on the line in the bottom of the eleventh inning, Tampa Bay reliever Dennis Quaid strikes out Washington's Royce Clayton to secure the Tarpons' first win of the season.

Then again, Guzman would probably find a way to look even more pathetic against a guy like Quaid.