The Pittsburgh Pirates season had to end eventually, and it ended on Wednesday night with the team helpless before Adam Wainright in St. Louis. At least it ends in, and with, some real hope. That's not a small thing after twenty years of nothing but hope.
Because it feels like home, and because it is enveloping, being a devoted fan of Major League Baseball can be an intensely comforting thing, especially when confronted with the unfamiliar. But, at some point, we all have to leave home.