Throughout MLB’s postseason it repeatedly struck me how much happier we would be if the Toronto Blue Jays — warts, tariffs and all — swapped cities with either of New York’s teams.

The Jays may have been the easiest team to root for since Bugs Bunny played the Gas House Gorillas.

Neither swagger nor showboating carried them to Game 7 against the crazy, money-created and favored Dodgers.

The Jays played hard, they played as a team and other than some now-standard big league fundamental flaws — inattentive baserunning and premature bullpen reliance — they renewed our faith and belief that baseball is still the greatest game no matter how hard MLB and TV try to destroy it.