An alternate history in which a certain owner of a certain baseball club chooses to become the Commissioner of Major League Baseball instead of governor of his state.
The point is, I'd prolly still be cursing the Shrub, but in my capacity as a San Francisco Giants baseball fan instead of my capacity as an American. :)
[And yeah, the Shrub nearly was Commish. Selig didn't like the idea much and it died, and the Shrub turned to politics, but it's still a fun thought to ponder.]