Baseball is about suffering. For every proud Yankee fan there is a legion of defeated Brewers loyalists waiting in the dimly-lit sports bars masochistically hoping the next pitch won’t lead to failure. When it does, the heartbroken fan generates an instant nostalgia for those hopeful few seconds before the strikeout, when anything seemed possible. “It is designed to break your heart,” former MLB commissioner A. Bartlett Giamatti once said of baseball. “The game begins in 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…