If you want a laugh at the Astros’ expense. https://www.sfgate.com/sports/amp/The-Astros-are-a-team-of-Karens-It-s-a-tragedy-15392509.php “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I was looking forward to this opportunity. I have no problem being an Ambassador of Shame. I gladly would have gone to Nats Park this past spring to boo the Astros to death, spike their watercooler with baby shark urine, and ask their wives in the stands how they can live with CHEATERZ. That would have made for a deeply pleasant afternoon. I was hardly alone in relishing the opportunity. And now it’s gone. The Astros are not only still postseason-eligible in MLB’s bastardized season format, but they won’t have to deal with angry fans ONCE in those sixty-plus times they take the field. Thanks to the ceaseless gifts of access journalism, they won’t even have to deal with ESPN announcers roasting their cheating asses during national telecasts. Instead, they will be blissfully isolated from the rest of us. Because MLB regionalized the coming season, they’ll only have to travel to a half-dozen different places as a visiting team: Anaheim, Arizona, Colorado, San Diego, Arlington, and Oakland. OHHHHHHHH, how an Oakland crowd at the Coliseum would have dragged their sorry asses. Correa would have walked off the diamond after the top of every inning covered in innards from a dozen chicken Caesar salad wraps. It would have been GLORIOUS. Would have been. Now the Astros get to blend back into the baseball landscape unblemished. They’re just another team navigating through Rob Manfred’s tattered masterplan, dealing with botched testing schedules (though Houston will probably cheat on those tests anyway) and quietly earning their keep as vagabonds in cleats. They’re probably even gonna win the World Series, because the worst people win everything now.”