Jim Riggleman does what he's gotta do.

Look... yesterday's game sucked. No two ways about it. I don't feel like addressing the game itself. If you want to know the outcome, here's a recap:

Had lead. Got fucked by umpire. Choked. Lost game.

There. Now, if you want to know the intricacies, here's MLB's gamer page.

The one thing I do want to address, however, is Jim Riggleman. After Jason Marquis had a ball called on him for not wiping off his hand after going to his mouth (according to home plate umpire Paul Schrieber, anyway), and then had two obvious strikes called balls by Schrieber, Riggles came out to the mound to talk to Marquis.

Only, he wasn't there to talk to Marquis. I mean, sure, he may have had some conversation with him - "See that hot blond three rows back?" "How's Pudge treating ya?" "Wanna grab some lemonade after this?"- but that wasn't his main reason for coming out. Nope, he went out to get his player's back. (Something I griped about when Many Acta was here.) You wanna dick the players on calls? Okay, fine, Jimmy can't stop that, but he sure as shit can come out and get in your face and let you know he's not gonna let you do it unnoticed. So, after Riggles stayed on the mound waaaay passed a reasonable time, Schrieber came out to tell him to head back to the dugout. That's when Riggles decided he was going to loudly discuss ball and strike calls with Marquis. And by "with Marquis" I mean "with the side of Marquis' head while pointing his mouth at Schrieber."

Riggleman gets run, and the wheels completely fall the fuck off. Nationals lose. But hey, at least we got to see this:

Wanna know what Manny Acta mailed out last night to Riggles after seeing the highlights? One copy of Tuesdays With Morrie, and a suggestion of how to handle that situation if it happened again.

"Hey, Jim. Next time, just hand Mr. Umpire this note.

After all, no one's perfect, and they've got feelings, too!"

Oh, the saliva wiping incident also brought about the best (unintentional?) dig of the season so far. While explaining what happened, Jason Marquis calls Paul Schrieber a girl. See, when asked if he had wiped off his saliva, Marquis dropped this:

"I know I wiped," Marquis said. "It's he-said, she-said type thing."

 Ha-ha, Paul! Marquis said you sit down to pee! *Snicker*