Home sweet home.
Not going to get a lot of people clicking that link wearing that hat, pal.
I’d never seen so many Lombo fans in one place before.
Little did we know, the team would need this by the end of the night…
Kristina Akra was without a doubt the best part of Tuesday night’s game…
Why, hello Stras…
QUICK! JESUS, LOOK UP! THEY ARE STEALING!!!– ha, ha, fooled you!
Tyler Moore doing the Lawnmower…
Lombo sighting!
Good advice after a bad game.
The Nats dropped a 3-2 NL East affair to the Atlanta Braves on Sunday, but that doesn’t mean we can’t share a couple pictures taken by Dr. W or gush about a few of the good things that happened during the game.
Steve Lombardozzi collected his first MLB home run against Tommy Hanson to lead off the game while Bryce Harper (freshly named the NL Top Rookie of May along with Gio Gonzalez being named Top May NL Pitcher) unloaded on the very next pitch and planted the ball and Tommy Hanson’s soul in the upper deck for back-to-back home runs.
Great gravy, Harper had a beautiful shot. It was orgasmic. If you need any more proof, check out this young Bryce Harper fan in the throes of ecstasy and eye black:
All these moments will one day be lost in time like tears mixing with the beer that was just splashed over my head. That is why you need to pick up your Bryce Harper Black Label shirt NOW. I know, that was a badly placed, shameless plug. I hide my head in my hands. I put a lighter to my fingertips as punishment.
While I do that, here are a couple shots from Dr. W:
This photo comes courtesy of everyone’s favorite Nationals beat writer, Bill Ladson. The first question that comes to mind: Who the hell is that?!
The answer is Nationals rook Steve Lombardozzi. DAAAAAMN has he changed. He went from this:
…to looking like Matthew McConaughey in Reign of Fire. Our spies also tell us he put on a little weight so the man who was once a boy is– a man who was once a boy. Lombo is going to have a hard time breaking camp with the team come April, maybe he can land one of the highly coveted bench roles though that might stifle his development more than do him good.
At least now it looks like he could break your face if you meet him in a dark alley.
The Topps 2012 baseball cards were released Wednesday and the NQ got our grubby little hands on three of them. Pictured:
Nothing overly odd or wild about them except if you scratch them and then take a sniff they give off a unique and pungent odor.
It smells like playoffs.
The Washington Nationals defeated the New York Mets Monday night in the Big Apple by the tight score of 3-2. It was won in the seventh inning off rookie second baseman Steve Lombardozzi’s first Major League hit and RBI. The Nationals really squeezed this one out like a turtlehead, but a win is a win. No doubt the party was in Lombardozzi’s hotel room last night.
Post game, manager Davey Johnson had some kooky things to say about Lombardozzi’s big night:
“I thought it was great, and I thought it was a fitting inning,” manager Davey Johnson said. “I saw Harry Potter [actor Daniel Radcliffe] today [at an event in Manhattan], so maybe we have a little magic. Lombardozzi was 0-for-15. What a way to get your first big league hit, with a game-winner. It couldn’t be any better than that.”
Wow. Daniel Radcliffe. Harry Potter. Magic and sorcery. Lombardozzi– I totally see the connection. Brilliant, just brilliant. This marks the third Nationals manager in a row that either has relied on alchemy or black magic to win a baseball game. I seem to recall former manager Manny Acta constantly “waiting for a spark” though he never said what that meant nor did I think it ever materialized. Jim Riggleman was the same, always waiting around for something to pop out of thin air and I still have a sneaky suspicion that he used to hang crystals in the locker room and throw salt all over the place.
I really hope that the Nats won because Peanut Butter Mouth saw Radcliffe because that really changes everything. It is like if I one day see Keanu Reeves, I am hoping I can then suddenly can go back in time to gather historical dead dudes for my upcoming history report in San Dimas so I can save the band, get the princesses, eat the Ziggy Piggy and promote world peace.
If I still can’t get an A+ after all that, screw it. I’ll do Kung-Fu on Mr. Ryan and then leap over rooftops to safety and back to Zion.
I can’t imagine the trouble I’d get in if I one day saw Scarlett Johansson or Hope Solo eating at Five Guys.
