Well, wasn’t that a lovely baseball season?
Yours may continue and this may be an exciting time for you but all of my attention is now focused on college football and my NFL fantasy team.
I’m 2-1 in case you wondered and the reason I know you don’t is because of my three rules of conversation:
1. Nobody wants to hear about your fantasy anything team.
2. Nobody wants to hear your hole-by-hole golf round. Give us a score. That’s all we need.
3. Nobody really wants to hear the story of your child’s performance in Pop Warner/Little League/the school play. They’ll nod like they do, but they don’t.
But that’s off point. The baseball season ended for me on a miserable Wednesday night. I am a huge Braves fan and a really big Red Sox fan. People tell me you are not allowed to root for two baseball teams but I do anyway. If the Braves played the Red Sox I would root for the Braves all the way.
But to be rooting for those two teams and have Wednesday night happen, heck, to have the last three weeks happen, well, it’s enough to turn me from a fringe baseball guy who only cares about two teams to treating baseball like soccer.
Enjoy the playoffs. I want nothing to do with them. It is now officially football season.
And if I sound bitter, it’s only because I am.