Baseball is unbreakable.

Unlike the US economy, bad governance can't put a dent in baseball.  It has an internal consistency which not even a weak commissioner, steroidal malcontents, clueless owners, addled GM's, and Scott Boras can ruin.

But they do try.

Ignore the 300 pound transvestite at the family picnic that is the designated hitter.

The most ridiculous affront to baseball (and common sense) is the division setup which renders the regular season not meaningless, but not exactly entrancing.  A system by which we spend each September trying to whip up excitement over who will finish second.

The wild card. 

Fail to win more games than your hated rival?  Not to worry.  You can always be the Al Franken of baseball.  "I'm good enough.  And smart