@SOXNERD 2005 FLASHBACK: FLY THE PENNANT!

Back in the day, everything I wrote exceeded 140 characters.

I had a column at my still-current employer where I could freestyle.

Those days are looooooooooooooooooong gone but the columns are embedded in the archives never to be forgotten.

Much like the White Sox 2005 season.

With the 10-year anniversary of the White Sox historic season, I thought I would share a few of the columns I penned then.

Here is my piece in the wake of the White Sox winning the American League pennant:

The Chicago White Sox are American League champions.

Blink twice. Rub your eyes. Read it again.

Much to the dismay of Fox and ESPN, it is not the Yankees or the Red Sox.

The Chicago White Sox are American League champions.

Saturday, the White Sox will be playing in the World Series.

To Ozzie and the boys, this long-time Sox fan says thank you.

A few more thank yous:

… from those of us who stood on the 35th Street “L” platform on a cold spring night or an out-of-contention fall evening watching the traffic on the Dan Ryan Expressway whiz by just feet away

… from those who suffered through Terry Bevington, Harry Chappas, Royce Clayton, Cory Snyder, Juan Agosto, Steve Sax, Claudell Washington, Rick Seilheimer and all the other busts and disappointments

… from those of us who have frozen, baked and battled the many posts and narrow aisles at the old park

… from those of us who had our own section at the new park

… from those who hate the Cubs

… from those of us who cringe at the name Lee Stevens

… from those of us who are sick and tired of hearing about curses, shoeless legends and Black Sox

… from Ray Schalk, Eddie Collins, Dickie Kerr and those of that era who were just Sox and not Black Sox

… from those who suffered through the 1920s, 1930s and 1940s (five first-division finishes)

… from those who “go-go-ed” with Billy, Chico, Looie, Nellie and Minnie

… from those of us who have sat … and sat … and sat in traffic en route to the Southside

… from those of us who recall the helplessness and heartbreak of 1994

… from those of us who remember how to get to the park before the Red Line

… from those of us who have sang (and do sing) along with Nancy Faust

… from those of us who suffered through the playoff frustrations of 1983, 1993 and
2000

… from those of us who remember the “Hooter,” Andy The Clown, Sox-O-Grams, “Lighter Man” and White Owl wallops

… from those who remember the artificial turf infield at the old park

… from those who heard the sirens in 1959

… from those of us who chanted “Har-old! Har-old!”

… from those of us who remember “SoxFest” as the 1985 team slogan and not a winter get-together

… from those of us who battled their rabbit-ears to watch Sox games on TV

… from those of us who hoisted a few at McCuddy’s

… from those of us who have exclaimed “YES!” “Put it on the board” and “He gone!”

… from those of us who have come full circle on elder statesman Frank Thomas

… from those of us who have cursed the White Sox one minute and then embraced them the next

… from those of us who love the bunt, the stolen base, going the other way, taking a strike, hitting the cutoff man, giving yourself up to advance a runner

… from those who have been reveling in White Sox winners…

THANK YOU!

I have been around long enough to know that championships aren’t the reason you invest emotionally in a team.

I consider this pennant -— just the fifth in 105-year history of the franchise -— a thank you card from the White Sox. I received a similar greeting
when Marquette -— my alma mater -— advanced to the Final Four in 2003.

Marquette, though, wasn’t able to do the thing I am hoping the White Sox can do:

GO THE DISTANCE.

And, of course, they did!

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