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.
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.