Oracles Get Rained On; Hold Wake For Adam's Eye

Expectations were high yesterday for the Oracles' first game of the year, but not high enough to rise above the clouds that angrily spit on the National Mall for several hours on Thursday afternoon. The wrath of the gods forced the Oracles to call the whole thing off, leaving behind only tears to mingle with the rain.

All was not lost though, as three intrepid souls, Brian, the soon-to-be-departed Dana, and Tim gathered at Sine in Pentagon Row to hold a wake for Adam's dearly departed eye. When informed that Adam had not in fact lost his eye and it "'tis but a flesh wound", they decided to keep drinking just for the heck of it.

Never fear Oracles, for next week is a new week, and with a new week comes a new game. Next week ... we will win!