Greetings, my fellow port swillers!

After having been away most of the day at a very tedious training session, ol’ Robbo comes back to his keyboard to discover his beloved Nats getting their collective heads handed to them by the Cards in the late innings.  Being down  2 games to 1 in a best of 5 series, which is what will happen if they don’t stage the mother of all rallies here,  is not the position in which I wanted them to be.

Also, I haven’t had anything to eat all day.

Which means, friends of the decanter, that I really don’t have anything for you at the moment.  So I suppose I will now start praying to Jobu to wake up the Nats’ bats for tomorrow, see about some kind of late lunch/early dinner and start fresh in the morning……