Wednesday, August 5, 2009
How big was last night’s walk-off victory (thanks, Scotty Pods) without Bobby Jenks?
Hopefully, you all already know this, but specially priced $9 and $27 tickets are available for tonight and tomorrow’s game. Tomorrow, the first 20K fans receive a very cool oversized re-print of Mark Buehrle’s Sports Illustrated cover shot.
Speaking of Buehrle, Mark, his family, DeWayne Wise and I visited Mayor Daley at City Hall this afternoon. The Mayor presented the city’s proclamations to the guys, posed for a few photos, talked White Sox baseball and then showed us all around his office suite. Quite impressive. The Mayor was particularly proud of his desk — originally used by his father — and spoke with great pride about his children and grandchildren.
I read a couple of comments on my blog about my missing a day or so of posting every now and then. Guilty. But once again, I will tell everyone that I do Tweet on a daily basis, usually many times a day. You can follow me @InsideTheSox on twitter or on my facebook page (where my twitter posts appear as well). Thanks to the great people at mlb.com, my most recent tweet always appears at the top of this blog. I use twitter now to post the lineup, update you with breaking news and offer quotes and comments, literally, right from the dugout before the game.
For example, today, as I rode in the lino down the City Hall with Mark and DW, I was tweeting. Real time is so cool.
Telling Mark Buehrle’s dad about the Perfect Game: “Four guys did not move the entire game. They just sat on the bench in the same spot. Whole game.”
And DW didn’t realize it was perfect until the sixth inning.
“Then I went inside into the weight room and worked up a sweat, thinking I might get in the game. When I was in the game, I figured I would need to make a diving catch because the ball always finds the new guy.”
Strange But True
This is really true … really.
We received a yellow postcard from a fan today, addressed to “Bobby Jenks, stud closer.”
It began … “Bobby, what a man you are … (and no, Bobby didn’t write this to himself) … pitching so soon after a kidney stone episode.”
The fan then recounts his own, painful experience with kidney stones, and then writes …
“The one’s taped here passed with NO displeasure”
I’m reading this and think, Oh My God.
Sure enough, up in the left-hande corner is a piece of scotch tape. But torn from the middle is the apparent kidney stone, apparently lost in the mail.
Thank you, U.S. Postal Service. Thank you.
I live a good life.
This was my Monday (off day).
At 7:30 am, Harold Baines, Mark Salas and I played a quick 18 holes at Harborside Golf Course, site of our 2009 Field of Greens Charity Golf Tournament (August 20). Harold beat Mark and I, and we just finished the round when the rain came.
After a shower and some work, I rushed out to Cog Hill for my 3:30 tee time with Ed Farmer. Farmio is always good for an eclectic crowd and today was no different at Dub’s Dread.
Garrett, a grad of Illinois where he played on the golf team and a future professional, joined us as did Mike Small, head golf coach at Illinois (and a great, patient man).
Now, I am a pretty average to poor player and here I was playing with Farmer (who might as well be a professional golfer), Garrett (who will be) and Coach Small, who is playing in next week’s PGA Championship and appears in about 8-9 PGA events each year.
One of these things certainly didn’t belong here (me).
And who joins us on the fourth hole … Bo Jackson.
Needless to say, I generally hit last and prayed my incompetence did not distract Mike from his tournament preparations.
But on No. 9 … magic happened.
For those of you who don’t know Dubs, the ninth hole is a killer. A Par 5, it’s long, with trees on both sides all the way up to an elevated green that is protected by heavy traps.
And understand that when we play, we don’t just hit from the back tees, we hit from the back of the back box. In some cases, I couldn’t even see the fairway.
I have never, in many rounds at Cog, never even pared the monster.
But the golf Gods shined on me Monday.
I cracked a drive, best of the day (let’s just say I hit my second shot last of the group).
I hammered a five wood up the fairway to about 140 yards.
The wind was in our face (do I sound a little like Farmer on a broadcast), so I hit a little knock down seven iron to about eight feet.
And then, amazingly enough, I drained the putt for a bird.
“I’ve never even pared this hole,” I explained in surprise.
“You still haven’t,” Coach Small laughed.
Chicago White Sox Charities Week
For thos of you out here the next three days … tonight, kids from our Youth Baseball Team will be selling special Sox Tags to benefit charity, tomorrow, we’ll be selling game used baseballs at tables in the outfield, and Friday, White Sox player wives will be selling special Mystery Brown Bags (containing signed items, including some balls by HOFers), all as part of CWS Charities Week (to celebrate everything charity does each year, to highlight our programs and to thank fans for their tremendous support).
Saturday is where you come in …
All pregame and during WGN’s telecast, seven different, very amazing prizes will be up for bid in our Ultimate Auction.
For details on the prizes, click here and be wowed …
To bid during the game, go to whitesox.com/ultimatebid and make your best offer. Take a minute to read the prizes. Some are once-in-a-lifetime (like meeting Mark Buehrle on the field or sitting in on a broadcast with Hawk and Steve).