Happy Presidents Race

It's been a great opening stint of Weekend Daddy Duty for me, despite my many unplanned trips to Deadspin future. As a result of my poor choice of journalism as a career I'm now at the office and will be through the rest of the evening covering shootings and such in D.C. but luckily I'm off tomorrow.

However, I'll be spending the morning with about 50 other people at RFK Stadium trying out for a 35-game slot as one of the running presidents at Nationals games. Which one would work best for me? I imagine Christmas Abe has a certain ring to it. I'm really just hoping not to fall down in costume, really.