POTUS Roundly Booed at Nationals Stadium

Very unscientific, I know, but I had ESPN on, I had it turned up, and it sounded like a very resounding "boo" from the crowd. I heard a lot of distinct booing, but that could be a trick of the audio feed.

Maybe we'll hear from someone who was there.

And, no, Lo Duca didn't catch the pitch. Manny Acta did.

UPDATE I - PALE RIDER
Judge for yourself...

Whoops!

IOKIYAR doesn't apply to Roger Clemens, I guess:

WASHINGTON (AP) - The FBI has opened an investigation into whether baseball great Roger Clemens lied to Congress when he denied taking steroids or other performance-enhancing drugs.
Law enforcement officials say the inquiry will focus on whether Clemens or his former personal trainer Brian McNamee (MAC-nah-mee) lied when they testified under oath about the use of steroids.

In testimony Feb 13 , Clemens told Congress he never used either drug. McNamee testified that he injected the seven-time Cy Young Award winner with steroids and human growth hormone at least 16 times from 1998 to 2001.

The FBI inquiry was prompted by a request Thursday from the House Oversight Committee, which singled out statements by Clemens as possibly false.

Despite the shameful efforts of people like Darrell Issa and Dan Burton and Chris Shays to help Clemens out of a jam, the jam turned out to be the capper on a career that would have been a lock for the Hall of Fame. Would have been. As Chairman Waxman explained, now is not your time to argue with me on this.

If you're gonna ban Pete Rose for gambling, you have to ban anyone convicted of lying to Federal investigators about steroids because it's cheating to gain an unfair advantage. A gambler who can choose which player plays in a close game is cheating and a player who juices up is cheating as well. I support a lifetime ban, which means that said players can enter the Hall of Fame posthumously.

But with one of these babies: "*"

[Now if we can get a Justice Department willing to investigate high crimes and misdemeanors, we'll be in business.]

Sometimes a random thought surprises the hell out of you

We are half-watching, pretty much listening to the Clemens hearings on CNN, and I was suddenly hit with a random realization and it blew my hair back.

I am gonna lighten up on the Royals. No more jokes about our losing baseball team, and no, I have not scheduled a snarkectomy.

The realization that gobsmacked me a few minutes ago was this: Yes, our team has been losing, but look at when they started their cellar dwelling ways...right about the time the entire fucking league started juicing.

Huh. Image that.

And another thing I noticed...no Royals or former Royals are being hauled up in front of the Oversight Committee and walking into perjury convictions with a smirk and a sneer and a feigned wounded sense of honor.

I will consider it an honor to watch my hometown team show up and play, for the love of the game, with their normal-sized muscles and abscess-free asses.


When they win one, the victory will be all the sweeter for the knowledge that it was an honest win against stacked odds.

April 8 is the home opener, against the New York Yankees.
If I don't see you on the Royals Express, I'll see you behind the Royals dugout. I'll be the redhead with a hot-dog in one hand, a beer in the other and a smug expression.

I realize that the smug affect I am experiencing right now could bite me in the ass with one allegation/accusation...but somehow I doubt that is going to happen, and I'm a cynics cynic.

I think I just might buy season tickets...