In “The Great Gatsby,” F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote that "life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall." That may be true for most of us — I certainly get a spring in my step when the first cool winds begin to blow — but it’s not true for baseball teams. When the crisp weather comes their hopes begin to die and by the time it’s truly cold, lif…
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