I’m watching every minute of the World Series, with zero rooting interest, purely as a baseball fan savoring the last few games of the year. I enjoy watching some of the best players in the sport, and perhaps with a bit of envy, wishing the Mets had a bullpen full of bazookas or an electrifying all-around talent just entering his prime like Mookie Betts or Manny Machado. I love watching the Red Sox outfield shrink the gaps and gobble up seemingly every fly ball. I envy the way Dodgers manager Dave Roberts and his coaches can sift through a deep roster to optimize a lineup best suited to win that day. Or Red Sox manager Alex Cora can turn to his bullpen early and call for a reliever he can trust.