Willie Harris, originally uploaded by Capitolshots.

With the Nats being one of the worst offensive teams in the league, Beachball on the mound, the surging LA Angels coming into town, and John Lackey toeing the rubber, you could feel disaster waiting to happen. But suddenly, after a brief rain delay, a rainbow appeared over the stadium and for a brief instant, hope came from either God or the Gay Agenda, either way it was beautiful and much appreciated, however, either way, the magic was all for not.

Poopy defense and pitching that was anything but relieving ended the Nats dreams of winning as they fell 3-2 to the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim of California in the United States of America…screw it.

The only player that showed up to hit the ball was Willie Harris, that is right, little wee Willie Harris, who had a homerun, a triple, and an RBI.

Like some dastardly leprechaun Harris attempted to pick the pockets of the rich and bountiful Angels for loose runs. By the time Lackey and crew knew what happened, Harris was already running back up the rainbow laughing back to the land of the wobbly dum-dum bush in the shade of the magic glade down in Dingly Dell.

Too bad it wasn’t enough and the Nats children had to go home starving.