Robinson: So Long And Thanks For All The Fish

It’s official, Frank Robinson is in his last games as the Nationals’ Manager. Robinson, already a Hall of Famer, will end his tenure with the Nationals with a sub .500 record, surprising precisely no one. Sadly, the Nationals suck more than a Dyson vacuum cleaner, but I’m not sure it’s all Frank’s fault. He’s a character. He’s a muse. He’s brilliant and he’s daft.

What else can we say about Doddering Uncle Frank?

We laughed, he cried?

Sorry Frank, perhaps your next time won’t be addled by an insane GM high on endorphins after another beating from his girlfriend, or a crazy bunch of folks like Major League Baseball.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

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