The World Series was over before I had much of a chance to draw about it. Clearly San Francisco got hot in the last few weeks and had just too much stuff for the Cardinals or the Tigers to overcome. Hard to believe but it concludes another season of baseball. It always reminds me of the great Bart Giamatti quote:“[Baseball] breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall all alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops.”