As far as I’m concerned, the baseball season ended last night around midnight eastern time. Once we got into the post-season, I hoped against hope that we would not end up with a Marlins-Yankees World Series. I hate the Yankees, and I find it impossible to work up any feeling for the Marlins. I was behind them all the way the last time they were in the series, and then watched them get dismantled for parts like a Lexus in a chop shop after their victory. Now the emotion just isn’t there. I care about this only slightly more than the “subway series” of a few years back. I seldom agree with Neil Boortz, but he describes a Marlins-Yankees series as “just like getting underwear for Christmas.” I’ll try to remember to care about the game again in about 5 months.