TEMPE, Ariz. — I think I've mentioned this before, but you really get a feeling of how similar each of the 30 baseball universes really are when you're popping in and out of a different spring training camp each day. No matter how disparate the payrolls or the previous year's results, the changes from one place to the next are slight. There's a different combination of cherished colors, a different Hall of Famer doddering around in a golf cart and — at most places, anyway — a different mascot making mischief in the stands. The long-term and adored superstar is also an interchangeable part at each hamlet, differing only in age, position and national profile. And yet when those superstars actually do relocate themselves it levels a big jolt to the Groundhog Day nature of such tours. I felt this way last month upon seeing Prince Fielder wearing the olde English 'D' and I felt it again on Monday when I saw Albert Pujols wearing an 'A' with a halo. Wasn't it only a few months ago that I spent the better part of October in a city where he measured as big as the riverside arch?