Hey, there’s still the MLB Channel. Don’t be sad.

It’s always summer somewhere. There’s Arizona Fall League, winter leagues, hot stove, post-season awards, Hall of Fame balloting, and the World Baseball Classic.

Or virtual summer. There’s the Internet (thanks, Knuckleballs!), movies (just watched Moneyball last night for the first time, thanks Detroit Tigers), and books (for me now Catcher: How the Man Behind the Plate Became an American Folk Hero, by Peter Morris).