Wizzzzz Fans, Are You Crapping Me?

Unfortunately, I was on hand at the "Phone Booth" tonight to see the Cavs get their asses handed to them by the Wizards. Maybe it was watching the Cavs run around like the entire team rented a limo and did two shots at every one of the 2 1/2 State Area Clyde's locations before the game, but listening to the Wiz "fans" during the debacle really raised my ire tonight. I've been patient with local teams since I've lived in the area, and I'll admit that Skins fans are the real deal. Listen to a couple of hours of DC talk radio, whether it be Riggo, Bram Weinsteinnnnnnn, Doc Walker, or the incomparable Steve Czaban, you'll get tons of bonkers Redskins talk. This is a good thing. The loyalty of a fan base is directly proportional to the insanity of its local sports talk radio callers. Beyond the Skins, though, the town is a joke pro sports-wise (there are a lot of college sports fans here, but the only legit ones are the Terps fans).