Marcell Ozuna and Ron Washington Hand Danced once again, celebrating the deciding run in the Atlanta Braves' 7-6 road victory over the scorching hot Cincinnati Reds on Saturday.

As Atlanta Braves fans, we can Hand Dance if we want to; we can leave your teams behind.

After seeing their impressive eight-game winning streak snapped by one run in Friday night's Great American Ball Park shootout, Atlanta ended the Cincinnati Reds' 12-game winning streak on Saturday afternoon, thanks to the big fly. Oh, there were so many Hand Dances to be had in it!

Here is Marcell Ozuna's opposite-field shot to give the Braves a 7-4 lead in the top of the seventh. You better believe Atlanta's designated hitter gave third base coach Ron Washington the greatest of Hand Dances you could ever hope to witness in your mostly pedestrian and sedentary life, bro!

The Hand Dance has so become a thing now that on-fire Travis d'Arnaud got in on the action, too.

And for those not in the know, here is the most butt hurt thing I have ever seen in my entire life that totally inspired the latest and greatest cultural phenomenon since people started planking.

For a team that used to Mix It Up, we are now seeing Atlanta become one with the Hand Dance.

These head games have the Reds' heads spinning and the Philadelphia Phillies in utter shambles.

We all know Wash is like, the coolest person on Earth, so I have to do the Hand Dance with him!

Marcell Ozuna and Ron Washington Hand Dance on the Reds and Phillies' graves

I'm going to be totally honest with you. If you want to stop seeing the Braves do Hand Dances on the reg, then tell your favorite relief pitchers like Yunior Marte and Alex Young to stop serving up meatballs like they work at Olive Garden. The breadsticks and salad may be endless, but the Hand Dancing ways of the Braves' big bats are becoming timeless. I mean, all the cool kids are doing it!

While I technically work with my hands, I am not that cool, nor that handy, to be honest. Some may consider that disposition to be worthless or extremely beta-male, but that's why I cheer for the only professional baseball franchise that matters, the one with an alpha-male A emblazoned on the red, white and blue ball cap, perhaps best symbolizing America. You don't even know, bro!

Ultimately, this is the kind of stuff that I love about baseball. Every team should have a thing, no matter if the other 29 fanbases absolutely hate it. A 162-game season is a total grind, so you have to find ways to break up the monotony of a game largely based on failure. You don't want to lose your cool while losing your head. Just imagine calling bad baseball like the saddest of Phillies guys.

The Hand Dance has the chance to be the greatest thing to happen to Atlanta since The Dirty Bird.