Not like I really had hope for this one. I had a feeling they'd lose. Call me crazy, but there was something about that beatdown last night that just didn't inspire a whole lot of confidence for the rest of the series.
Buehrle pitched his ass off. Did all he could. But the bats shriveled up like they have all series. They got more hits this time, and had more chances. But as expected, they shrunk when they needed that one clutch hit. Everyone kept swinging for the damn fences. Don't believe me? Watch how most of the outs are pulled to their respective field.
They're done. Stick a fork in them. This pains me to say, but I hope they lose tomorrow. I hope they get swept.
I want them to come back to Chicago with their tails between their legs, so humiliated by the Twins. And then when the Twins clinch this weekend against the Royals, I want Kenny to set dynamite to this team and blow it up.
This team is old, slow, predictable, one-dimensional, and un-clutch. Just plain not fun to watch. They don't deserve to go to the playoffs. Big boys who step up in pressure situations get to go. Minnesota deserves it. But not these clowns.
I'm done. Just emotionally spent. I don't want to go to the Cleveland series anymore. Just a waste of time and money. They've given up, so I have too.
Go to hell, White Sox.
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