Just a few notes

I think Raph hit yesterday on the head pretty well, but I did have a couple observations to add.

Despite the fact that this was the end of a series between losing teams (I know Baltimore, at 41-39 you’re not a losing team. But you did just drop two of three to the Nats… quiet time) it was a great series for the area. The crowds were lively and packed. The tailgates were the same. Mixed company exchanged words, and the area was delighted to a fantastic (depending who you were cheering for) finish.

(Side note, how bout those pesky United and their legions of fans, huh? You could hear RFK two miles away it was so loud. THAT is what a D.C. crowd should be like)

Belly’s walk-off in the 12^th was amazing and exciting. It made you want to cheer for D.C. Like on opening day when Zimm crushed that Bot. 9 pitch to the seats, you felt like D.C. really had a team and not just a stop on the MLB circuit.

The fact that it was against Baltimore was gravy.

I’m starting to get a little sick with the Bmore fans though. This happened a few years ago when they got off to that great start, got a few wins and starting talking trash for no reason what-so-ever. It’s like that little guy we all know who stays quiet all day but when he hits happy hour and gets a little tuned up think he can dance, then likes to let people know about it.

My favorite heckle is that D.C. doesn’t deserve a real team. Neither does Miami, but they don’t seem to be going anywhere. D.C. put up with Bmore fans crying about the loss of their beloved Colts before the Ravens came in to save the day. Now the Ravens fans are some of the most obnoxious ones around. (Purple cammo pants? That’s what you chose to wear? Really Mr. 40 Something? Really?) Now that the Nats are here, Bal-mor-ians are crying that Washington, a city that had almost three times as long drought without a team, doesn’t deserve one. Look at the history of baseball. A guy named W. Johnson might beg to differ.

Well I thank Belliard for shutting some of those people up with that dinger last night. ‘Cause even if the Nationals are basically God-awful, they still managed to take two of three from the O’s and are four of their last five.

But please Ronnie, no more posing for cameras as if you just were made king of Washington. That move, however so ridiculous at times, is reserved for Junior Griffey and the long haired fool in Beantown.

Unless you want to start a Belly being Belly campaign, that is. Then I’m all in.