Century Boulevard? Victory Boulevard? Santa Monica Boulevard?
We love them! We love our Southern California baseball teams. Yes, we love L.A. We love Anaheim of L.A. We love the Dodgers. We love the Angels. Nine years after we began this decade with a Subway Series, we are keen to bookend the 2000s with a Freeway Series.
Despite the dexterity of Dexter Fowler the fabulous flying Colorado Rockie, we know exactly what looms out there. There are the Phillies, back in the NLCS for a second consecutive season after double-leaping over Huston Street the way Fowler somehow soared over Chase Utley. And there are the Yankees, who need no introduction. Even allowing for the oddballs among us (and I'm sure you have good reasons, you weirdos), Mets fandom will not benefit by either of these teams' participation in the Fall Classic. So naturally one assumes we're staring down the barrel of the Phillies playing the Yankees in two weeks.
Until then, let's hope for the not worst. Go Angels in the American League and (though I'm not crazy about them by any means) Go Dodgers in the National League. Go teams from Los Angeles. Keep baseball as geographically far from us as you can.