It’s liberating, really. After four-plus decades of fandom only partially damaged by journalistic interaction with snotty and dopey players (and Tommy Lasorda), I swore off the Dodgers a year ago. To me, they’re just another team.

It’s Frank McCourt. As long as he or his ex-wife are running the franchise, I want no part of it. They see the Dodgers as a ATM for their extravagant lifestyles and as a springboard to further their social climbing. I will not pay to park at their stadium, I will not buy their tickets. They are parasites on the body of Los Angeles. They must go.

And how do you fans manage to spend money knowing it’s just going to go to the next Malibu beach house for the McCourt cretins?

Plus, the team clearly is suffering because of their “stewardship.” I know they won their opener today, but does any sober person think this team is going to win 90 games?

Juan Uribe as your second baseman? James Loney, still your first baseman when he hits like a middle infielder? The dopey Matt Kemp as your superstar? Yeah, there’s a guy for kids to look up to, a guy who wastes his gifts … whose baseball IQ is deep into the “idiot” range.

Rod Barajas at catcher? Casey Blake’s corpse at third? Jamey Carroll about to get another 400 at-bats? The “wrong” Tony Gwynn in left?

I like Andre Ethier as a player. There is that. The club has a decent starting rotation. And the bullpen will be OK if Jonathan Broxton stops giving up homers in the ninth.

But overall, this is a club that has “80-82” all over it. Just like last year. Which should come as no surprise, given that the team’s owner spent most of the offseason fighting with his wife for control of the team, a massively expensive exercise that leaves him with little time for anything but schemes to squeeze more cash out of Dodgers fans.

I find it particularly amusing when fans say, “You can’t pick and choose when you will be a fan! Good riddance!”

Actually, you can pick and choose. Discerning fans do. Why should you follow the lemmings over the cliff when you have the wit to understand a badly run club when you see it?

This is not necessarily about how much the team wins or loses. It’s about what kind of product they put out there, what sort of player they keep, what sort of owner is running things, and how they treat their fans.

I have seen what Frank McCourt’s teams look like — on-the-cheap, bad-chemistry teams that are wasting chances to dominate a bad division. I choose not to pay any particular attention to that club. Not till it is freed of the McCourt tyranny.

I am more interested in the Angels now (though they have maneuvered themselves into a bad situation, too, this year). Or even the Padres, a franchise that is making the most from limited resources. Their fight to the last day of the season in 2010 was inspirational. And even the Giants. Yes. The Giants. I may hate their crude and rude fans, but that is a team, cleverly put together, with a sense of purpose.

Think about it. Those of you who retain the ability to study the Dodgers at an emotional remove. A bad club, poorly run by a greedy and self-centered family. Nothing virtuous there. Time to take a few years off from the ticket booths, and hope and pray that someone else gets control of the team sooner than later.