All through MLB’s postseason it repeatedly struck me how a lot happier we might be if the Toronto Blue Jays — warts, tariffs and all — swapped cities with both of New York’s groups.
The Jays could have been the simplest group to root for since Bugs Bunny performed the Fuel Home Gorillas.
Neither swagger nor showboating carried them to Recreation 7 in opposition to the loopy, money-created and favored Dodgers.
The Jays performed onerous, they performed as a group and apart from some now-standard huge league basic flaws — inattentive baserunning and untimely bullpen reliance — they renewed our religion and perception that baseball continues to be the best sport regardless of how onerous MLB and TV attempt to destroy it.
