As I type this, Cleveland and Tampa bay are playing a single game to see which team gets to be in the playoffs. (Technically this is a playoff game, but don’t be fooled; it is a contrived spectacle that rewards mediocrity.)
Out there somewhere is a Tampa Bay Rays fan on the edge of his seat, living and dying with each pitch, as his team battles for a spot in the postseason. But there’s only one. The networks are not rooting for Tampa Bay.
FYP: “There is only one.” One what, Tampa fan?
Squirrel has his nuts on the Cards. Birds be the squirrel’s allies.
One fan. That number swells to three come playoff time and the band-wagoners come out of the woodwork.
Although the Astros are pretty jealous of that fan. They had a fan, once, too.