Boss, I don't begrudge you the enjoyment of MLB. I don't watch it due to a personal grudge.
My grandfather, though he had many faults, was a great man. He served in the USMC for over 30 years. He fought in WWII, Korea and Viet Nam. He raised a family, lost his wife at a young age and cared for his own mother for his whole life until she passed at 99. He was the only grandparent I really knew and loved me dearly. I loved and respected him. His favorite past-time was watching MLB. In the late 80s he bought one of the first satellite dishes made, just to watch more baseball. With his dish, he would watch half a dozen games at once, flipping back and forth between channels. During the season, he was watching every game that aired and his life nearly revolved around the game. The league went on strike for the 94-95 season. He died before the close-out ended. They cheated him out of his beloved game the last year of his life. The last MLB game I watched was with him and can't bring myself to watch another.
So now that I bummed you out, I'll share one of the funniest moments of my life. As I said my grandfather bought one of the first ever dishes. Remember, the era in which my grandfather lived. Communism was the biggest threat to the world. Big brother was watching everything. Paranoia was the norm. Anyway, right after they installed this new-fangled bit of technology in his front yard, we all went over to his house for dinner and, get this, a commercial-free movie. He tunes in the tv and fine tunes the dish. The movie is about to start and green screen comes up with the message, "This movie has been formatted to fit the size of your television". He jumps out of his chair and yells, "Just a damn minute! How in the HELL do THEY know what size TV I have!?!?!"