Oh, Ye of Little Faith

I set yesterday’s White Sox game to TIVO and went about my business, namely, washing fifteen windows and fifteen screens around the house. I thought my reward would be a job well done. Wrong. With the ladder and hoses put away and the towels and buckets brought back in the basement, I settled my bulky back into the couch to catch up on the game. Four runs in the top of the first? Erick Fedde going 4.2 innings before giving up a hit in an 8-0 Sox win over the Twins? Jacob Gonzalez recording his first two MLB RBIs with a bases-loaded single? What was going on here? Well, I wondered how much the 2026 White Sox had grown, and here was my answer. This was yet another game they might have frittered away. Instead of the bad overwhelming everything else (see 2023, 2024 and much of 2025), the good kept the bad at bay. And by bad, I mean Colson Montgomery. Sam Antonacci went 4-for-4 and reached base six times. Montgomery went 0-for-6 with four strikeouts. Antonacci vibes ruled. It would’ve been nice to have Munetaka Murakami available for the next series, in Philadelphia, for a Murakami-Kyle-Schwarber matchup. Oh, well. Someone gives you a lemon, you make Antonacci and Gonzalez out of it.