
It was only a matter of time...
Nationals trade Michael Morse to Seattle Mariners for A.J. Cole and two players to be named later in three-team deal
Welcome back, A.J. Cole. Any chance Ryan Langerhans is one of the PTBNLs?
But who will throw the buckets of bubblegum on teammates in the dugout after home runs?
Who will dump smallish bottles of water on teammates' heads?
Who will dump the Gatorade bucket on teammates after walkoffs?
And who will spray smiley faces on the Gatorade bucket?
Who will deliver the shaving cream pies?
Who will deliver flying elbows to teammates heads?
Who will hit phantom grand slams with invisible bats?
Who will moonlight as a fashion model?
Who will concoct a more magical Christmas light display?
Who will ever don the Silver Elvis wig with a greater sense of purpose, and not just once, but twice? (Of course, no one, because thankfully the Silver Elvis wig left town with Nyjer Morgan)
Who will dance (and Oh, how he danced!) before playoff games?
Who will deliver marriage proposals to Bryce Harper during postgame interviews?
Most importantly: Who will sing "Take on Me"? Who will singlehandedly resurrect the career of A-Ha? (The smart money's on Andy Feffer and the Nats co-opting that sucker as a Nationals Park "thing" for the 7th inning stretch. As they should.)
The answer to all of the above: Not Michael Morse anymore. Godspeed, Beast. Thanks for the memories.
(Photo above of Michael Morse as a seeminglly sad Silver Elvis circa June 2010)