A couple of weeks ago, I was at the ballpark in Washington, D.C, one of the few places in town where one can go and feel relatively safe that Omorosa is not taping you. I saw something that never had been done before. It is one of those moments in the game that make you happy that someone invented the Elias Sports Bureau to keep track of such things. Otherwise, nobody would notice and history, or a splinter of it anyway, would be lost. It does, however, require a little set-up.
The night before, the Washington Nationals had defeated the New York Mets, 25–4, in a game that was not as close as the score indicated.