And Here We Are, Our First "Nationals World Series Champs 2015" Tattoo

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DC Sports Bog -  Bryce Harper is confident in his ability to help bring a World Series title to D.C., but the Nationals outfielder isn’t as, um, bold as 29-year-old fan Pete Johnson. Johnson, a lawyer in the D.C. area, was taking a post-lunch stroll in Silver Spring with a friend on Sunday when his friend stopped, opened the door to Ambrotos Tattoo and said, ‘Why don’t we do something dumb?’ For Johnson, something dumb meant getting ‘Nationals World Series Champs 2015? in his handwriting tattooed on the top of his foot. “This is the first thing I thought of,” Johnson said of his first tattoo. “I wanted it to look like I just wrote it on there and forgot to wash it off.” “It’s not like I got the Lombardi trophy on my abdomen. Even if they don’t win it this year, I think every time I look down at it I’m going to smile, just thinking about the experience.” 

 

As much as these tattoos are usually really awful, this one is at least pretty funny. The fact he scribbled it down on a piece of paper in his shitty handwriting and used that as the tattoo is hilarious. The “e” in “series” looks like a 0, “champs” looks downright ridiculous, and the 2 in “2015” could not be worse. And that’s why it’s a perfect tattoo. He did it to do something dumb, a lawyer in DC who decided he wanted to live that YOLO life. Between the 80 hour work weeks and dealing with everything that comes with being a lawyer in DC, he needed an outlet. It was probably between getting a tattoo or getting hooked on oxys, and so he took the safer route. And the sneaky saddest/funniest part is he’s like “everyone calm the fuck down, it’s not like I got a Redskins Lombardi trophy or something ridiculous”. Sad but true.

 

PS: Denard Span had surgery on a core muscle and is going to be out 4-6 weeks. First of all, I didn’t realize that was an actual muscle. But at least it’s only 4-6 weeks. He should be back to making nightly web gems by the end of April. No sweat.