Clutch

Fact. I have yet to go to a White Sox game this year where Joe Crede did not hit a grand slam. What could be better than that? Let me tell you:
As I stood at the gate waiting to get in, with my modest upper deck ticket in hand, there was a fella giving away tickets that weren’t going to be used, just 5 rows behind the Sox dugout. Naturally, I took them. A cold windy Sunday game in April turned into a sun-filled shouting distance display of Sox offense. I’d like to thank Brian Gant from Riddell Sports for being kind enough to not let those tickets go to waste. Very clutch.

Fall from grace
Miguel Cabrera managed to fall out of my favor, and it’s a loud fall with a fella gaining 10-15 pounds a year, by giving a hard time to third base coach Jeff Cox after Miguel bumped into him while tracking down a pop foul. Cabrera made the catch but proceeded to have some forceful words for Cox and finished up by tossing his gum at him. Finished might be the wrong word since he continued jawing at him when he came back out in the bottom half of the next inning. It didn’t take long to prove that it was a Miggy problem, and not a Coxie problem, when he tumbled to the ground with the third base umpire a bit later allowing a pop fly to land right next to third base. Too bad Miggy, too bad.

Five to One
Ozzie has said that Gavin Floyd is only a matter of time away from possibly being the number 1 starter for the team after 2 stellar outings. I’d say he’s delivered at a much higher level than I expected, or even thought him capable, but if I remember correctly, both starts were against a napping Tigers team. I’d like to at least see what he does against the Yankees next week before I really start singing his praises. That said, I really hope he keeps it up. Unexpected pitching never hurts.