The gods of baseball must not want baseball in Washington to succeed, ever. News outta D.C. today is that super scintillating sensational Stephen Strasburg, the rookie pitcher whose sheer dominance of batters wowed crowds and sold shirts with aplomb, will need Tommy John surgery. That means he'll miss the rest of 2010, probably all of 2011, and may never pitch again if the Mayans were right about that whole 2012 mumbo jumbo.
During a conference call with Nats GM Mike Rizzo, the Washington Post's Adam Kilgore learned that Strasburg had a second MRI on his throwing arm and it revealed a tear in his ulnar collateral ligament, the sexiest of arm ligaments. He'll seek a second opinion, but unless that opinion is rendered by Dr. Rob Dibble, chances are Strassy will go under the knife sooner rather than later.
Sad news, indeed. While I feel a sense of schadenfreude towards the franchise, I can't help but feel sadness for the Nats fans, for all fans of good baseball, and most importantly, for Strasburg. The sport needs more talented and charming young fellows like him.