About Last Night
Wednesday, May 31, 2006, 10:31 am
Some losses hurt because you shoulda won. Some losses hurt because you coulda won.
Last night fell into the second category for me. O’ for that big two-out hit with runners in scoring position.
Usually, the shoulda losses hurt worse and are more frustrating than the coulda losses. Maybe it was because we were playing the Indians after winning the first game in the series, but last night’s loss lingered for me.
The first wave of results for American League voting for the All-Star Game come out later this afternoon. Cardinals dominated the NL voting, which was released yesterday. It will be interesting to see how our White Sox fare.
Remember to vote early and often online at whitesox.com or in the ballpark via fan ballot.
Egg Creme and Poodles?
For those of you who listened this morning, Jerry Reinsdorf was on the air with Mike North and WSCR from 9 to 9:30 or so talking White Sox and Bulls.
No real news came during the interview, but North did end the show by asking Jerry for his favorites, including:
Favorite drink: egg creme
Favorite movie: guys and dolls
Favorite way to spend his free time: playing with his dogs
Jerry, who is at the Berto Center with the Bulls today, ended the interview by telling North, "Now, Scott Reifert will call me and critique my interview."
So, of course, I did. I sent Jerry and email saying, "Egg creme and poodles, so much for your tough guy image."
He called me, we laughed and then he explained what an egg creme was and how to make one.
What a bright spot last night! Joe Cowley, Sox beat writer with the Sun-Times, wrote a very good piece about Matt, Don Cooper and their project together on May 26. I saved it to show Matt when he is back in town. It’s not often you can bring a left-hander out of the bullpen throwing high 90s.
Sorry to lay low over the holiday weekend. I needed a break and my kids were playing in a soccer tournament in Park Ridge.
As we drove home from Day 2 of youth soccer listening to the White Sox game on the radio, my littlest one teasingly asked me what was more important, soccer or baseball, because I had just spent the day in 90 degree heat watching 11 year olds play the "beautiful" game.
"Wrong question," my wife explained. "It’s what’s more important, baseball or family."
Family won last weekend and the blog lost … sorry.
Yesterday, however, I was just swamped with messages, emails and meetings and did not have a chance to post. That one was my bad.