So we’re all left—Yanks and Sox fans alike—to choose our rooting interests for the League Championship and World Series. Based on the uniforms, it’s an easy decision: Detroit’s classic togs, with the Gothic D on the cap alternately in white (home) and orange (road) are beautiful. The A’s and Cards wear pajamas. The Mets unsightly and ahistorical adoption of black is the subject of a petition, Ditch the Black, started by our pal Paul Lucas, of Uniwatch. Anyway, there’s no way we’re rooting for the Mets, no matter what they’re wearing. We’re not rooting for those National Leaguers from St. Louis either, and the sight of Kenny Rogers dousing a cop with liquour on top of a dugout was enough in itself to turn us off to this Tiger team. That leaves the A’s. If there’s one team for which nothing less than a WS victory is acceptable, besides the Yanks, it’s Oakland. Billy Beane has revolutionized baseball, but the flat-earthers will forever dismiss his accomplishment until he takes home the big prize. The rationalist in us wants to see that happen. So there you have it. Go A’s. Let them deliver heartbreak to the NL.