Enough can't be said about how disastrous this season has been for the Washington Wizards. They are the epitome of a city that some are calling the worst for pro sports in America.
Are the boys of the avenue formerly known as "Fun Street" the most hopeless team (of the four major pro sports) in Washington? Clearly.
The Redskins are aging, pushing salary cap limits, and under the wrath of a megalomaniacal owner. But that owner likes to spend, and while throwing money at problems is not an infallible solution, it's surely worked out a lot more for the Steinbrenner types than the Abe Pollin types. Then again, look at the New York Knicks.
What about the Nats? They seem pretty hopeless. But they are also new. New to the city (relatively) and with a new stadium. And Baseball is still America's past time.
Sure, passionate Nats fans will continue to express frustrations if the team doesn't get their act together. But the casual fan will still want to go to NatsTown on a nice day, grab some dogs and brews, and chat it up with good company -- even more so when the South Capitol Street corridor develops with pre- and post-game outlets for entertainment.
And the Caps? Don't even go there. The team is young, guided well by General Manager George McPhee (aka 'GM GM'), and has a web 2.0 savvy owner whom Wizards fans could only dream about owning their team.
Yep, the Wizards with their curse induced injuries, absent poster boys, and apathtic ways are the racing Teddy Roosevelt of the DC pro sports scene. And like Teddy, a winning finish line is no where in sight.
Kyle Weidie also writes Truth About It and contributes to Bullets Forever, both Washington Wizards blogs. Because of this, some may call him self-loathing.