An Open Letter To Livan Hernandez
Livan Hernandez's Rookie Card
Dear Mr. Hernandez:
Wow, you've sure come a long way in 10 years. Who could remember that you played in Florida, and were part of that Championship Marlin's team in 1997. You were then off to San Francisco and helped them win division titles too. Then you were traded to Montreal, and even there, in the hinterlands of major league baseball, you won many games as part of basically a minor league team. Each stop along the way, you were a stopper, the stopper. Now, you're part of the Nationals, Washington's team.
Whispers are beginning that perhaps, the Nationals are not as good as we'd hoped, and perhaps are more like that bunch who wore those funky "M's" on their caps last season. One more loss and we're below .500. This early in the season, that means nothing. But to the psyche of the National's fans, it means everything.
Mr. Hernandez, are you or are you not this team's stopper? You were in Florida, you were in San Francisco, and you were in Montreal. Washington needs you. We need to know that when the going gets rough, Livan will be there to stop the bleeding. So far, and I'm sorry to say this, you have been the cause of much of the bleeding so far this season.
If ever there was a pivotal game this year for the Nats, this is it. We can go home above .500, or below it. Fans can let out a sigh of relief, or they can stay away from RFK when the sky looks like rain. I know it's a lot to ask of you, Mr. Hernandez, but your shoulders are broad and able to withstand the weight of our request.
All of Washington will be watching. Don't let us down.