It seems only fitting that the Gods conspire to keep us riveted to our TVs on the final day of baseball’s regular season. This is a day that should be spent priming the pump for the ALDS; making sure we’ve got enough snacks, beer and cute girls in Red Sox caps to help us ward off the demons of postseasons past. Instead, we’ll be flitting about, weighing the pros and cons of playing Minnesota or flying to the Left Coast. There’s a crisp chill in the Boston air today, the sun is shining, and the Red Sox will be playing baseball in October. Short of the Fenway Ball Girl showing up at my house to model thongs, I can’t think of any way in which life could be more full-tilt rockin’.