So, I hear "it's been 102 years since both the Chicago Cubs and White Sox have made it to the playoffs"- and Chicago is going nuts with the best case ...
The steady, never-reach-90-Mark Buehrle is a throwback kind of pitcher, the kind of guy who proposed to his wife in a hunting treestand and bragged that he spent an ensuing off-season impregnating her.
I thought this team had a little magic left. But under the bright lights of the Metrodome, the White Sox were transparent, just ghosts in cleats. If anyone believes in them outside of their clubhouse, they're kidding themselves.