Few watch baseball in Sweden. This is excellent when your team loses badly. Nobody knows you should be embarrassed about what’s recently happened in the US. Or more embarrassed than normally.
Baseball here is like an imaginary friend. It’s real and important to me, but others are unaware. If I talk about it at the office, people look at me and wonder if something's wrong. But if I explain how I wake up in the middle of the night to watch, that being a fan is gut-wrenching, and that just hours after the marathon season ended I started prepping for spring training - then people get it. They know for sure something’s wrong.