Agincourt Day

Enjoying the World Series? I'm not. For one thing, the Cards are getting whipped. This makes Ben Affleck happy and me unhappy. The worse part, though, is that Bud Selig's understandable ban on news during the World's Series of Base Ball has us just sitting around, twiddling our thumbs and watching Fox on mute because we can't stand Joe Buck (perhaps I only speak for myself here). There's a good chance that the dessicated mummies who run baseball already have a GM (Bob Watson) and a name (Senators) picked out, but we're not going to know until after the Cards complete their shatteringly ironic comeback after falling behind 3-0. And I don't have anything to say because that thing I wrote about Watson exhausted me; it was the first time in a while I had to look things up instead of just stealing crack jokes from Dave Chappelle.

There are a couple things I've been meaning to mention, so here goes.

This Post story from last Wednesday is sweet, sweet music.

Opponents of a publicly funded D.C. baseball stadium conceded yesterday that they are unlikely to stop the project, while aides to Mayor Anthony A. Williams said they are developing detailed plans to show how tax revenue generated by the ballpark could help schools, libraries and recreation centers. . . .

"It's an uphill battle," Lazere said of stopping the stadium. "Our chances, if we had a vote today, are pretty slim. I don't think we'd win."

There are still hearings and all that coming up, but this thing's in the bag. I gather that there are those among reluctant to start celebrating. What are you worried about? RICO? Marion Barry? This bitch is set up, as Marion would say, and there's nothing any Canadian lawsuit enthusiasts or porn-defending councilmen can do about it.

We now have our own team site on MLB.com right here. There's a big picture of Tony Tavares, if that's your thing, and some half-assed attempts at history and merchandise. That jacket looks pretty sweet, but I don't know if it looks $600 sweet.

I want us all to get over this weird Orlando Cabrera obsession. It's over. Move on. Figure out how to pronounce "Maicer."