In the hubbub of travel and other stuff yesterday, I completely missed that fact that Sean Burnett made his first appearance - and gave up a home run to the first batter he faced. That's how 3-2 that I saw in the airplane became 3-3 (and then 5-3) before I got to the car.
Wow.
I conclude there's something in the air that follows this team around. You walk into that clubhouse and it hits you. It doesn't seem to wash off. Nats-itis.
Welcome to the Nats, kid. Your life is now over.
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The difference between Burnett and Hanrahan is one of efficiency. Hanrahan would have blown that one-run lead via single, single, four-pitch walk and wild pitch. Burnett does it by giving up a solo homer to the first batter he faces. Death by a thousand cuts vs a single bullet to the brain. In the long run, I think Burnett will be less painful for us as Nats fans.
Remember the early scenes in the movie "Patton" where George C. Scott arrives at his new command and kicks everybody's butt in order to overcome their complacency? That's what the Nats desperately need.
But of course they'd have to fire Manny first (hint, hint).
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