Well, my Heroes in Blue are probably on a plane back home to God's Country, if not home already. In that sense, they're the big winners.

But one thing is clear. This year's team is not very heroic. I'm pulling the fatwa on B&G and re-issuing it on Paul DePodesta's worthless "moneyball" head.

I feel good having supported the Good Guys at all three games at RFK, though - like I took one for the team. Better I shoulder this burden in an enemy land, far far away, to spare my Dodger brethren back at Chavez Ravine from the horrors of a meager four hits, 13 strike-outs by Nats pitcher John Patterson, and a Brad Wilkerson 8th-inning grand slam off of Dodger "setup" "pitcher" Duaner Sanchez.

Almost Christ-like of me, one could say.

And even though we're 2,500 miles from Dodger stadium, there's something fulfilling about seeing the true baseball fans dressed in blue caps and jerseys, scattered among a sea of sheep in red. I high-fived a guy in an Eric Gagne "Game Over" shirt on my way to get a hot dog (sadly, no Dodger Dogs), and goddamn did it feel good.

So last night's seats were just off to the right of the backstop, bottom level. Special Ed (of Orrin Hatch fame) and I moved over there to join Ron our editor, who had treated RND and another girl, who will remain nameless because her baseball loyalties clearly bend and sway in the wind like tissue paper, to the game.

Ed went to get a non-Dodger-Dog hot dog. I approached the seats, wading through the Mid-Atlantic blast furnace, and sat behind the three Nationals turncoats, next to an older Dodgers fan.

"Go Blue," he said.

"Hey! Go Dodgers," I said, surprised. "Are you from LA?"

"No, I go back to Brooklyn," he answered. Then he moved in close, with a glint in his eyes.

"I go back to Jackie."

It was a very emotional moment, shared between two generations of Dodger Blue, deep in enemy territory, among faceless, heartless red.

And then it dawned on me: All these "fans" here, these sheep - these first-timers still taking off the training wheels with their new team fresh from Canada (effing frogs)...they're all rooting against Jackie Robinson! Simply put, they're rooting against a true hero - a man who helped tear down barriers of race and hatred and bigotry with class and courage.

How could anyone do that? ...Unless they're racists?

How could anyone root against the Dodgers unless they're champions of racial segregation?

It's nice to be right. Go Blue, baby.