Don't really care. Not a baseball fanatic anymore to the point where I'll watch a game on tv (too slow) but still love to go to one of the great parks (Fenway or Wrigley, wife is huge Red Sox fan) and watch the game in person. Alternatively it's fun to go to a Single A park, so basic. Might have to watch a tv game if the players start deciding to deal to some justice with the Astros (those crazy unwritten rules of baseball).
Best baseball year of my life was 1978. Was stationed in SF Bay Area learning to fly the P-3. Would fly in the morning and be done by noon with no ground job. Would jump in car and run over to Oakland. Team was competitive for the first half of the season with a bunch of young players like Tony Armas and a group of really good young pitchers, but collapsed in the second half. Everyone in Oakland was pissed off because Charlie Finley had tried to sell team to some investors to move it to Denver so they were averaging about 2000 per game. Finley had them play most of their games during the daytime because he didn't want to pay the electric bill for night games. With military ID I could show up 15 minutes before the game and get a front row box seat for $7. Henry Weinhard's Special Reserve (an excellent beer) for $1. (Was an Ensign making $12 grand a year with flight pay included so living on the cheap was important.) Players would stand around dugout and shoot the breeze with the few fans there. The next year Finley sells the team, new owners bring in Billy Martin to manage, those pitchers hit their stride and Rickey Henderson comes up from minors. They start playing night games in front of 25,000 a night and the salad days were over. Besides I joined my fleet squadron which meant we had the ready alert every 3 months while stateside, but also started work-ups in June/July for early fall deployment, which meant I was flying all the time.