On May 28, 1957, a day that will live in infamy, Major League Baseball’s owners allowed the Brooklyn Dodgers to move to Los Angeles (now the home of fans who arrive late and, if their team is behind, leave early). As a child I had listened to Brooklyn Dodger games on a small portable radio, late at night and under the covers, lest my parents discover I was not asleep. Many a weekend was spent on the subway to Ebbets Field.

So when Major League Baseball let the Dodgers run to Los Angeles, I swore off baseball. Forever.