It was nice to see (ie, a massive relief) the White Sox stop the bleeding with a 7-5 win in Detroit last night. Of course, more shaky starting pitching was a concern. Hey, Freddy Garcia, when your team gives you a 3-0 lead in the top half of the first inning, it's usually a good idea not to give it right back in the bottom half of the frame. Just a thought.
But the Sox pulled through and a win today earns them a four-game split and leaves them exactly where they were entering the series.
The bigger (ie, bad) news, however, is the hamstring of Jim Thome, who limped out of the game and allegedly had big problems just putting his socks and shoes on afterwards in the locker room. This is not good. This is so not good. The Sox have been so lucky with injuries this season that I guess we should have seen this coming. And if anyone was going to go down, it was probably going to be Thome and his collection of eternally aching parts.
So now it's time to reacquaint ourselves with the baseball gods. It's time to get down on our knees and humble ourselves. It's time to ask for forgiveness. Please don't do this to Big Jim. Please don't do this to us.
And while we're talking to the baseball gods, maybe we should inform them of the Detroit Tigers ridiculous playoff ticket prices. The news today is that Tigers playoff tickets are going on sale and the team has decided to bend their fans over and lube up. Hardcore. Prices are a bitch. The team is headed to the playoffs for the first time since 1987 and management has decided it's a golden opportunity to get their hands in the pockets of their loyal and long-suffering fans. Apparently, prices are five times the normal rate. Yikes. Maybe the baseball gods need to know about this. That oughta bring some bad karma the Tigers' way. As if Kenny Rogers wasn't enough.
You know, I hate to be the sort to rat anyone out, but ain't that some bullshit?
And we got a division to win.
No love lost...no love lost...