Sunday Morning
Sunday, August 7, 2005, 10:45 am
Today’s Lineup
Pods, LF … Iguchi, 2B … Rowand, CF … Konerko, 1B … AJ, C … Dye, RF … Perez, DH … Crede, 3B … Uribe, SS … Garland.
Injury Updates
Spoke to Mark Buehrle this morning about his hand. He received treatment after the game last night and had it taped all night as he slept. He said the ball really hurt. The way he wears his glove, the bottom meat part of his palm is exposed. "It hit right there," Mark said. "It hurt a lot. I was like ‘Hey, I stopped it … Man, it hurts … hey, wait a minute, I have to throw him out." He was laughing as he told me.
Mark is here early today for a photo shoot with a national publication.
Ken Williams was wearing his left arm in a sling last night after tearing his bicep tendon while boating on Lake Michigan yesterday. Earlier in the week, he injured his right rotator cuff. When I approached him to offer sympathy/find out what happened, he gave me his look and said … "YOU don’t even come over here. I don’t want to hear it!" Which, of course, makes me even more likely to investigate/instigate.
To quote Rick Hahn, our assistant GM, about KW: "Some people have a more difficult time with growing older than others."
Good Note
From a caller to our postgame show on ESPN Radio 1000 … Today the White Sox go for win No. 72 on the year as we unveil a sculpture of Carlton Fisk.
Clubhouse Banter
On a Sunday morning … Aaron Rowand and Greg Walker were going at it good-naturedly with Joe Crede about his two-page spread in today’s Tribune. The story was great, but Joe hates the attention. Of course, Aaron was on him about it. Joe kept running around snatching Tribune sports sections and ripping them up. "What, like I won’t be able to get another Tribune in the city of Chicago," Rowand responded.
Jack McDowell was in to say hello to Herm Schneider, Ozzie and our coaches. His Little League managerial season is over. I asked him if there were any championships in the McDowell house, and he said with a laugh, "Of course. I can’t go out there as a former major leaguer and lose." Kirk McCaskill, who was on the mound when we clinched in 1993, is another coach in the league and serves as Little League President. Several sons of former/current big leaguers play in this league. I am sure scouts will follow.
News
Check it out. Take a look at the front page of today’s Chicago Tribune sports section and tell me what you don’t see … (answer next post)
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Scott Reifert
It was great to see (blackjack) McDowell & Carlton Fisk at the game yesterday. I have been White Sox fan since that era when McDowell, Fisk, Guillen, Raines, Cora, McCaskill, Johnson & Ventura were the team to watch and it’s great to see them again. The Sox are having a great year and I can’t wait to bring home the Division Title again and maybe an American League Championship. Go Sox, all the luck in the world to you.
I havent looked, but im guessing the trub finally eliminated the magic number countdown. As a rule fo thumb, countdowns such as this shouldn’t begin until the 1st of sep.
Tom Willis
Nope, the magic number countdown is still there. I think Scott is referring to the fact that the results of the cubs game weren’t on the front page, but rather the 3rd page. They’ve really taken a dive.
Never mind what is or isn’t on
the front page of the “world’s
greatest newspaper”(an archaic
reference to the Tribune to
those of you who know the meaning of archaic- – it means
old,folks).And to those of you out there who are worried that this trip might be a bummer against the top two
teams in the East, don’t concern yourself. It won’t mean the end of the world,just
the first extended losing
streak of ’05. And isn’t it
great to write or say the first extended on the 8th of
August with only fifty some
games to go?
I’m not sure about the Trib, but today’s Sun Times back page featured a full-page color pic of the Sox and a blurb about the whole 72 thing. The Cubs got exactly .5 inches, which basically read “Cubs swept by Mets, 6-1.”
I’m not a vindictive guy, but I may have suppressed a small shudder of glee.