I am a baseball fan. I am a fan of the Indians, but ultimately, I am a baseball fan regardless of team affiliation. I have had my guts ripped out by the Indians twice, the Browns three times and the Cavaliers twice. I took some pleasure from Ohio State last year, but even that was somewhat hollow because they aren't one of my primary teams. Throughout these baseball playoffs, I was really stuck in the middle. As an Indians fan, I hate both the Boston Red Sox and the New York Yankees.

As a baseball fan I would normally say that I hate the Yankees more than any other team because they represent everything that is wrong with baseball. This series though, with the way it unfolded and the players involved, I hated the Red Sox more. Technically, I was hoping the Yankees could defeat the Red Sox, but in an ideal world, they would have both lost. That is impossible, so in this case, as rare as it was, I was hoping for the Yankees.

Now that it's over I must now make another difficult decision whether to root for the Yankees or the team that beat the Indians in 1997 for one of the worst moments of bloody gut ripping that I have ever felt as a Cleveland sports fan. I am not going to try and make that decision now. Instead I am going to talk about the Yankees to make up for rooting for them in the ALCS. I was just going to ignore the whole thing, but I heard people talking about this Yankee team being resilient, a dynasty, one of the greatest teams to ever play the game, etc nauseating etc.

How is it that you can even seriously make claims like this? The Yankees are the evil empire. They are Goliath with no David to strike them down. They are Microsoft. That's right, they are the ghastly corporation that makes money hand over fist because of their monopolistic ways, being managed by the devil himself. They don't win by playing better than everyone else as far as management strategy and good sensible business. They crush you with their bag of money being as inefficient a player as the world has ever seen.

They have more starting pitchers than any other team in the league. They have holes for about a second and then they fill them instantly and effortlessly, buying players away from the franchises that loved and raised their precious stars for years. That unconditional love shoved back down every fans throat for years to come as their team struggles to stay afloat in markets not called New York. All the while, the Yankees pirate championship after championship. It is the bitterest pill to swallow.