When D.C.’s sporting highlight of the past year literally came on Jan. 1, you know it’s been a tough 12 months. So die, already, 2011, and let 2012 be a bit better.
This is Tuesday’s sports page, by the way. I’d recommend not buying it. Spend your seventy-five cents on something more cheerful, like a death keychain perhaps. Or maybe just ritually sacrifice three quarters to the sporting gods.
I’m not totally sure the paper costs 75 cents, by the way. It’s been a while.