A Washington Nationals Fan Trapped in Baltimore

Three Opening Days have come and gone, and my heart is still on the banks of the Anacostia, waiting for me to retrieve it. I read the blogs about Ben's Chili Bowl, the Five Guys, the walk-off home runs, and the glittering new digs, and it pierces me to the core. The punishment for my negligence is just; a daily baptism in the Baltimore Orioles' underachieving and mismanaged ways. A swan dive into the Harbor is better than this.