Crazy Bones describes what it's like to watch his team hit a baseball

Crazy Bones describes what it's like to watch his team try to hit a baseball

I had the honor of watching my White Sox in person on Wednesday night as they faced Justin Verlander and the Tigers at U.S. Cellular Field. I guess I was looking forward to it because previous to last night, I had only been to one game so far this year. Also, I was going to have decent seats. So yeah, it should have been a good time. A couple things I hadn’t considered though when I originally bought the tickets back in March:

  • The game-time temperature in Chicago on June 10th was going to be 48 degrees.
  • The White Sox’ offense this year would completely suck balls.

Now the first thing wasn’t really my fault. How could I have known that the weather in Chicago on June 10th would be cold as fuck? It wouldn’t have been impossible to predict that, but it would have been unlikely. The farmer’s almanac is only good for so much. The second thing though about the White Sox offense sucking balls? Yeah I probably should have seen that one coming.

Few things in life are as boring as watching your favorite baseball team if they can’t hit. I was trying to come up with a list of things that I’ve done in my life that was more boring than watching the White Sox try to hit a baseball and I was only able to come up with two things: sitting through a mandatory United Way presentation at work and driving to Michigan. Congratulations, White Sox hitters. Watching you has cracked my top 3.

On the surface, you’d think that watching Alexei Ramirez try to hit when he’s facing Justin Verlander would be comical. And it probably would be for most of you. But for me, watching Alexei Ramirez try to hit surpassed comical weeks ago and has officially moved into tragic. The thing of it is, I don’t even blame Ramirez. Well some of the time I do, but certainly not last night. No the blame for last night goes to Ozzie Guillen for putting him in a position where he had no option but to fail miserably. How is it fair to expect a guy who is bad at hitting to succeed when he’s facing a guy who is terrific at pitching? You have to know your limitations. Fucking Ozzie.

At one point last night after Chris Getz led off the 8th inning with a single (he was representing the tying run), I said out loud to nobody in particular, “please don’t sacrifice bunt with Brian Anderson, please don’t sacrifice bunt with Brian Anderson, please don’t sacrifice bunt with Brian Anderson.” My logic was simple: you do not give away outs when you have difficulty getting hits to begin with. The guy sitting behind me overheard my request, so he responded with, “don’t worry, Man. I think they’ve learned their lesson.” So what happened? Brian Anderson laid down a bunt. Shockingly, it was a good one that “got the job done”, moving Getz to 2nd with one out. The problem with this scenario though? THEY GAVE AWAY A FUCKING OUT!!!!!!!!

The dude sitting behind me kind of chuckled and said, “hey, at least he got the bunt down and didn’t pop it up to the catcher.” It was a solid point, but I could tell that the White Sox’ inability to get a hit when there is a runner in scoring position was not lost on either of us. So I wagered a bet.

“I’ll bet any of you 13 dollars that Chris Getz does not score,” I said aloud to my entire section.

“A sucker’s bet,” my section responded.

Lucky for them, they didn’t take me up on my offer. One Scott Podsednik groundout and one Ramirez strikeout later and my team’s “threat” was over, along with any notions that they could pull out a victory.

And that’s the problem with teams that can’t hit. Not only are they boring to watch, but they’re unbelievably predictable. I guess the only thing left to look forward to is today’s game, when they can do it all over again.

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