What makes a baseball season?
Well, for starters, 162 games. Before it starts, there’s some games that don’t count. After it ends, there’s some games that very much do.
But a season of Washington Nationals baseball is made not just of numbers — batting averages, walks and hits per inning, errors, strikeouts, wins and losses — but also of the special moments that make us excited to be fans. Sometimes what looks like just another tally on a stat sheet can be a big hit that sets the tone for a big season, or a great game pitched by a man in memory of the past and in mind of the future. An anonymous, workmanlike win over a sleepy team counts the same in the win-loss record as an awe-inspiring comeback victory that makes a statement against a top rival, but to the fans, comparing them is like comparing Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride with Superman: Escape from Krypton.
Each season has its own cast of heroes, too. You know their names — you know their stories. There’s the kinda quiet, kinda shy kid from Texas who would rather talk about the Houston Rockets than talk about his MVP-caliber numbers. There’s the “washed-up,” “once-great” slugger whose body failed him the past three years, but who defied the odds and the skeptics to reclaim his superstar status. There’s the big-bodied thirty-something who bounced from organization to organization before signing a minor league deal over the winter, only to emerge as one of the most dominant relievers in the major leagues. The emergency call-up who spent 10 years toiling in anonymity in the minor leagues, only to come up and prove he belonged in The Show all along. The bespectacled wildling who locks down the ninth inning with often just a single pitch. The unappreciated utilityman who knuckled down and turned the trajectory of his career around. The underrated lefty who rediscovered his old form on the mound. The kids. The stars. The veterans. Continue reading