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Come on Edwin, earn your paycheck now.

Turn the tides... NOW.

Just... why?

Oh my lord.

Yea this lasted a long time...

Came close for Bieber. Congrats.

What were they at?

He hit the ball! In the air!!!

Yup.

This is what a grown young man looks like when he’s about to burst into tears crying.

McCann was only about 13 feet from that one.

Fixed.

Stupid.

Bring in Dyson. Steal the damned base.

Yawn.

Post Traumatic Sox Disorder. it’s real.

This isn’t good for my health. Don’t you know that, Sox?

This crew has been so pitiful.

Let’s go Pito. Bomb time.

Win. This. Damned. Game.

Could we have considered pinch hitting Nomore for Robert there? As absurd as it sounds, it’s somewhat of a serious question. ? Sucks to only come away with one but at least we’re knotted up.

“Win it”, says Giolito. Start with today big guy. Win this.

LETS FUCKING GO! ( I really don't use that word outside of Soxtalk anymore... but this circumstance brings it on. Win the game, White Sox. )

My unread text messages now are set to a notification level of 88. Thus, it means Robert is breaking out tonight in an unlikely fashion. Exactly.