Prior to this wacky 2020 season, I’ve never known the nervousness that is thrust upon the fans of teams that play in October. I was born a few months after the 1997 World Series and was too young to remember the 2003 World Series, so, truthfully, my life as a Miami Marlins fan has been rather bleak. You’d think all this training as a Marlins fan would make me a pro at dealing with baseball-related sadness, but you’d be wrong! Baseball, the game itself, is different for me. Much like my mom’s lasagna or a hug from my best friend, baseball is comfort.