Any of you who have had the misfortune of talking to Orioles fans lately will know what I'm talking about.
|How bout dem O's, laddie?|
Or rather, they were pretty bad until they ran into what I had been lulled into thinking was a pretty badass baseball team.
Sure, the Nats lost that last game to the Braves, but that's OK. The Braves are beaten, and it's like I always say: parcere subiectis, et debellare superbos. No need to bury our spear in that chest.
But then the losing continued, to the point that the Orioles, who are at best two-thirds of a baseball team (did you guys know that you need a pitcher for the beginning of every single game?), are kicking our asses up and down I-95.
It's bad enough that they're playing with house money and rolling Ubaldo Goddamn Jimenez out there against us.
I was - you won't believe this, but it's true - just about to post something that wasn't just me bitching and moaning. Something positive. But then the O's came along and ruined it.
Oh, don't worry. I'll still get it out there after things go back to normal. When you only have six ideas a year, you don't let setbacks against sorta-crappy regional rivals stop you from using them.