I have a history of picking the wrong teams.
Don’t get me wrong; I don’t pick a lot of different teams. When I pick a team, I stick with them through thick and thin.
For as long as I can remember I have been a Phoenix Suns, Miami Dolphins and Chicago White Sox fan.
The Suns have never won a championship; the Dolphins haven’t won one since 1974, which leaves the White Sox who had left their fans in disappointment since the Woodrow Wilson Administration.
Never in my lifetime had I ever known the feeling of my team winning the championship.
However, that all changed on October 26.
The White Sox finished what may have been one of the best playoff runs in the history of Major League Baseball with a very fitting 1-0 win over the Houston Astros.
I, like many, was doubtful about our chances in the playoffs. We appeared to be, at best, limping into the postseason. Now it is as clear as day that we were just playing mind games with the rest of professional baseball.
Another thing that is tighter than an Under Armour turtleneck is that we never blamed our futility on a curse.
When a team has gone a long time without winning a championship in their respective sport, the trend seems to be to blame it all on a curse, instead of dealing with the fact that they aren’t very good.
For crying out loud, our cross-town rivals (the Chicago Cubs) blame their complete lack of baseball ineptitude on a billy goat.
And if any team had the right to win, we did. In 1919, eight of our players received a lifetime ban from professional baseball for purposely losing the World Series. How many other teams can say that?
The best part about all of this is that we are built to go for another run. All of our pitching is locked up and, with a few exceptions, our hitters are back next year as well.
For a team whose fans have assaulted a first base coach, an umpire and Houston Astros’ second baseman Craig Biggio’s wife, it was good to see something happen for us that wouldn’t result in 30 months probation.
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