Bad. Three letters adding up to one word that contains multitudes. The Brewers can have a bad road trip and still be contending for their division. The Pirates can sweep the Dodgers and still be bad. The mystifying White Sox bad where, despite the talent, they can’t seem to even tread water in a bad division.
Driving a thousand miles deeper into bad territory and you begin to see the dismal visage of the Washington Nationals. Such an uninspired and ghastly amalgam of mediocrity that even evergreen Nelson Cruz and otherworldly Juan Soto has withered in its midst. Bad.