|Aw. Now read Thomas Boswell’s provocative (I was provoked!) column about one of the issues potentially plaguing these Nationals: They’re too bloody nice! An excerpt:
The Nats need about 10 more players with Adam Eaton’s attitude and 10 more pitchers with Scherzer’s mound-stalking presence. Right now, they’re about 20 short. And have been for the past seven years. Okay, 20 is an exaggeration. If the Nats’ whole team was as intense as Mighty Mouse and Mad Max, the place would combust. But a few more would help.
Many readers chimed in, enthusiastically agreeing with Boswell that “the Nats need more edge, some abrasive personalities,” and “a little paprika in the recipe,” and more players with their hair on fire, which sounds painful, not that I have much experience with hair, flaming or otherwise. (Also: paprika?)
Boswell knows a baseball clubhouse the way I know a cheese counter, so I’m not inclined to disagree. (I generally just look at the bobbleheads in players’ lockers and feel uncomfortable when I’m in a clubhouse.) But this all feels sort of wistful, a desire to find an explanation that’s eluded all of us and will likely continue to elude us in the coming weeks.
Because hair-on-fire Scherzer was on the mound for the worst inning of the season last fall. Hair-on-fire Eaton missed almost the entire season, and the Nats seemed to perform just fine. Hair-on-fire Werth (can you imagine?) … well, do you remember his 2014 playoffs, or his 2017 playoffs? Stephen Strasburg’s hair might as well be made of ice, and he seemed to do okay last fall. I worry more about his arm (and his shoulder) (and wrist) (and pinky toe) than his hair.
I want an explanation for the disappointment, too, and maybe Boswell’s is the right one. But being nice didn’t stop the Nats from that improbable comeback win last night, in a game they had no business winning, with their playoff hopes still hanging by the tiniest thread. Maybe the Phillies are even nicer? Maybe Zimmerman watched a PG-13 movie before the game? Or maybe there’s something else going on here, something harder to explain? I’m gonna keep blaming the camels.
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