Trying to live a life as a Dodgers fan on the east coast is stupid. I admit it. My team's game scores don't make the paper half the time and if I follow the Dodgers online, it requires staying up to 1 or 2 in the morning (this is not a problem for a night owl, but can you imagine if I was one of those unfortunate early risers?). Almost nobody cares about the Dodgers here and there's no one to talk to about them (the biggest Dodger fan I knew in person passed away last year). If you want to express the latest, greatest thing to happen to the Dodgers, you're met with dead silence. Yet, if the exact same thing had happened to the Yankees, the whole town would practically shut down and work would be a nonstop sickening conversation on the glory of pinstripes. You can imagine how lonely it felt when the Dodgers were in the World Series last year. But I picked my favorite team a long time ago and it's too late to change (people who switch allegiance in midstrea...
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