I saw a question asked on social media about which team you’ll be following throughout the postseason. This is an easy answer for me. Once the Yankees are done, I’m done. I’m as monogamous in my baseball life as I am in my personal one. I’ve found that bouncing around doesn’t really work for me, and putting on an Ohtani jersey might be fun for a few minutes, but it’s just a few minutes. Then it’s like, what am I going to do with this in the long term? Life lessons for the summer end up being the same as those for baseball. My heart is in the Bronx, and I can’t bring up my energy level or enthusiasm for any other team. Some people are good at romping about, jumping into teams for the time being, to get over the last one, but it just doesn’t work for me. I will sit in my sports sadness until the spring, and then I will move on with the Yankees. I saw the pain in Aaron Judge’s face after he was eliminated, and that’s the space I want to be in. He still had his jersey on well after the ...