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Good Guys Wear Black

First of all, I never really understood that phrase, 'Good Guys Wear Black', when it came to the White Sox. Mainly because they're the White Sox, not the Black Sox. I've actually heard a conversation with Bobby Jenks on television in the bullpen pondering the same thing. Why are they the White Sox and they wear black? Hmm... who knows. Anyway, [read more...]

A Dip In The Shallow End

I was kind of hoping I wouldn't have to gripe about these kinds of things, but what can I say, we live in a shallow world. I think the only reason I continue to read the Chicago Sun-Times is to find things that tick me off so I can complain about it here. For example, I take a look at [read more...]

The Bats Are Back

Looks like Ozzie's rants and some negative publicity helped the Sox figure out what they're bats are made for. The Sox have scored a total of 54 runs and just today they scored 12 on the Twins for their 6th straight win. Swisher finally broke out of his slump along with Konerko, Crede, and Ramirez. Quentin had some action as [read more...]

Gavin Floyd

Gavin Floyd [read more...]

Blown out of Proportion

First of all, I don't see why the Chicago Sun-Times' front-page story featured blow-up sex dolls in the White Sox clubhouse. Second of all, I don't see why Kara Spak and Carol Slezak are making a huge deal out of it. I became more and more frustrated the more I read. For those who don't know what happened, here's the deal. [read more...]

Here’s the 3-2 pitch– hey what’s that?

Ever wonder why pitchers decide to wear sleeves in 80-degree weather during a game? Well, for Toronto Blue Jays pitcher Justin Miller, it's because his tattoos are considered distracting. More than 50 percent of Miller's body is covered in tattoos. No one knows who made the complaint, but he was asked to wear sleeves when he pitches because his tattoos [read more...]

Just hangin’ out with the White Sox

As I walked into the locker room of the Chicago White Sox, I couldn't help but just stare in amazement at all of the memorabilia and of course, the Lazy Boy recliners all over. Plaques and signed helmets line the walls and the center of the room is filled with three rows of black leather recliners, some of course with [read more...]

Thrown off guard: A different side of Buehrle

My stomach drops, my heart skips a beat, my hands are sweaty, the edge of my notebook paper is all curled up because I've been anxiously playing with it, my legs are shaking so much I can barely walk, and I can't help but constantly take deep breaths. I keep thinking, ‘don't screw up, don't embarrass yourself, they're just people, [read more...]

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