Good Egg

I grew up in a family that engaged in competitive Easter-Egg coloring; we all wanted to come up with the most colorful egg. (Where have you gone, Ruby Easter Egg dye?) Ask my daughter, and she’ll tell you I did the same as a father. And now it looks like the same will happen to her own child. So, Clare and company came over for mushroom-and-olive pizza last night, after which we watched the White Sox on Apple TV+ (who in God’s name were those announcers?) before coloring eggs (mine, naturally, were the best). When Jake Burger singled to right for his second RBI of the night, my daughter shared another part of her upbringing with her son. “Oh, Grandpa likes what Jake Burger did, Leo,” said my child as she went into a mocking rendition of my voice. “He didn’t try to do too much but took the pitch to the opposite field.” And then she added something in her own voice that I didn’t even see. “And he did it while rolling his wrists.” Shortly thereafter, we adjourned to the kitchen to color a dozen eggs under the watchful eye of an eight-month old observer. Wait ’til next year, kid. Burger also homered in last night’s 3-2 win over the Rays. Does that mean he starts again today? Of course not. Manager Tony LaRussa will pitch Aaron Bummer game after game (back-to-back doubles last night after two out in the sixth to turn a shutout into a one-run affair), but that’s different. Why? I don’t have a clue. But Leury Garcia, who got his first hit of the season last night and is now one for twenty, gets to start again. Go figure.