Greetings, loyal minions. Your Maximum Leader had a very good time last night at the Nationals v. Dodgers contest. Alas, the hometown team lost to the visitors from LA 5-4. But it was a good contest all the way through. As is becoming the case with the Nationals, run generation is a problem.

It is likely that your Maximum Leader may attend another Nationals/Dodgers game tomorrow night. But time will tell.

Your Maximum Leader thought he might share with you some lines of conversation he overheard while at the game last night. He wrote these on the side of his scorecard…

“Jeff Kent… What a pussy.” (This was overheard immediately before Kent hit a lead-off home run for the Dodgers at the beginning of the 2nd inning.)

“So… Like… I want my boobs done but my mom won’t pay for it.”

“What do you mean you don’t have any fitted hats in red?”

“What sort of idiots can’t figure out how many hot dogs people eat at games? We are halfway through the season. You’d think that you would have caught a clue by now.” (This was said by the man standing in front of your Maximum Leader at a concessions stand in the middle of the 6th inning. Your Maximum Leader also wanted, but did not get, a hot dog. They did run out.)

“So do you think I’m overextended in blue-chips?”

And the first overheard quote that caused your Maximum Leader to think “only in Washington” would people talk about this at a baseball game…

“Come on! You’ve got to be kidding! Dean Rusk was one of the greatest Secretaries of State this century. I mean it goes George Marshall then Dean Rusk. I can’t believe you don’t see that!”

By the way… Your Maximum Leader believes he lost about 5 pounds last night. He sweated it out. It was damned hot.

Carry on.