Clare called
last night, and, yes, we were already in bed.
You don’t complain if you want your child to stay in touch, and we do.
Anyway, she called
to tell me that ex-White Sox reliever Bobby Jenks was going to appear at Sox
Fest in a couple of weeks. Jenks came
out of nowhere (actually, Double-A Birmingham) late in the 2005 season to post
six saves, with another two in the World Series, including the series
winner. After that, it was a
rollercoaster five seasons. Jenks was
not immune to blowing a big save—though I’d take him in his prime over Addison
Reed—or complaining to the press. There
was also talk of substance abuse.
When the White
Sox let Jenks walk after the 2010 season, he signed with Boston, where he hurt
his back. Since then, there have been
three surgeries, and addiction to pain medication and a stint in rehab. Jenks says he’s been clean of drugs and
alcohol for just about eighteen months, and I hope he can stay that way. He’s also planning a comeback, which will definitely
challenge his sobriety.
There are personal demons
for an athlete with addiction issues, and there are fans, especially those who
will boo and tweet and post easy disdain at the first sign of failure, on or
off the field. We’re nothing without the
quality of mercy.
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