(Spooky. Bud Selig.)
We'd be remiss if we didn't name at least one of the real ghosts haunting the Nationals franchise after reading that silly Op Ed piece in today's Baltimore Sun claiming the Nationals are cursed because of the ghosts of John Wilkes Booth and his co-conspirators:
While the Nationals' woes can be traced to a legacy of administrative incompetence and player failures, the team's location at the Washington Navy Yard should also be considered as a source of their ineptitude. Nationals Park sits directly on an infamous stretch of the Anacostia River where authorities conducted the autopsy of John Wilkes Booth on the ironclad U.S.S. Montauk anchored at the Navy Yard. Next door at Fort McNair, Booth's co-conspirators were held and tried at the country's first federal penitentiary, and four of them were hanged there in July 1865. Booth himself was buried there until his remains were later moved.
(via Baltimore Sun, 9/13/2010)
Forget the location of Nationals Park. Forget Booth. Let's talk about Mr. Bud Selig, who is not only old enough to be the father of John Wilkes Booth, but whose scorched earth policies delivered the burnt out shell of the Montreal Expos franchise to Washington D.C. in 2005. That's your starting point for this phony curse talk.
And we've complained enough about Jim Bowden, the Lerner Family, Stan Kasten, The Plan, Ray King, etc. etc. since then to know that there is no curse. Just bad management.
But the Washington Nationals have turned the corner. Right? Right?