I'm already hungry again, and I haven't even eaten, yet.

I have a long standing bet with my boss. The prize is a steak dinner at Morton's with our spouses. I contend that there will be no baseball in DC. He, the opposite. When the tentative deal between DC and the MLB was struck, my boss suggested I pay up. I said, "No." Evidently, so did Linda Cropp. Unbelievable.

What is one to expect when two of the more incompetent organizations on the planet try to make a deal?

I amend my first paragraph conclusion. This should have been expected. Oh, yeah. It was. By me. Hence, the bet.