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Or now apparently.......or....Getz still sucks at this job.

Can I just say one of the most interesting things about Soxtalk is how a thread about signing Jared Kelenic can just easily morph into a thread about Matt Shaw.....miss a little, miss alot.

Then again, it is Bruce Levine. He very well could just post something like that today....it's not like Mr. Baseball ever says much of substance

How do I subscribe to your "this guy stinks" list?.....it's nice to stay informed of what our next bullpen might look like.

I've got a new diet staple then next season....Cuban Comet Sandwich and a Helmet full of nachos. Thank you, Doctor.

The only vegetable i've ever seen at Sox park is a grilled onion.

I actually agree....but I couldn't resist

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Great write up,,,thanks. Roderic Ramirez sounds very intriguing.

That just triggered PTSD over the real Steve Cishek experience....that was one awful free agent bullpen addition.

And quickly before the sin taxes go up more in 2026

This thread is as enjoyable as I hoped it would be. As for the acquisition....sure why not??

To be honest, I was excited about this news until I saw Boras' name and then figured slim chance. It was fun to read some Cubby fans lose their s%*# though so I'll take that for some end of the year shenanigans.

Give Sosa some reps in the OF in spring training

Sounds like Colome when he was the closer here. I loved following Colome on the gamethreads because people would freak out with his tight rope acts but damnit he got out of most of the jams he got himself into.

I was bummed to see Wolkow so low

Ryan, I Hardly Knew Ye WHILE going the road to sweet Athy, Hurroo! hurroo! While going the road to sweet Athy, Hurroo! hurroo! While going the road to sweet Athy, A stick in my hand and a drop in my eye, A doleful damsel I heard cry: “Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye! “With drums and guns, and guns and drums, The enemy nearly slew ye; My darling dear, you look so queer, Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye! “Where are your eyes that looked so mild? Hurroo! hurroo! Where are your eyes that looked so mild? Hurroo! hurroo! Where are your eyes that looked so mild, When my poor heart you first beguiled? Why did you run from me and the child? Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye! With drums, etc. “Where are the legs with which you run? Hurroo! hurroo! Where are thy legs with which you run? Hurroo! hurroo! Where are the legs with which you run When first you went to carry a gun? Indeed, your dancing days are done! Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye! With drums, etc. It grieved my heart to see you sail, Hurroo! hurroo! It grieved my heart to see you sail, Hurroo! hurroo! It grieved my heart to see you sail, Though from my heart you took leg-bail; Like a cod you’re doubled up head and tail, Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye! With drums, etc. “You haven’t an arm and you haven’t a leg, Hurroo! hurroo! You haven’t an arm and you haven’t a leg, Hurroo! hurroo! You haven’t an arm and you haven’t a leg, You’re an eyeless, noseless, chickenless egg; You’ll have to be put with a bowl to beg: Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye! With drums, etc. “I’m happy for to see you home, Hurroo! hurroo! I’m happy for to see you home, Hurroo! hurroo! I’m happy for to see you home, All from the Island of Sulloon; So low in flesh, so high in bone; Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye! With drums, etc. “But sad it is to see you so, Hurroo! hurroo! But sad it is to see you so, Hurroo! hurroo! But sad it is to see you so, And to think of you now as an object of woe, Your Peggy’ll still keep you on as her beau; Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye! With drums and guns, and guns and drums, The enemy nearly slew ye; My darling dear, you look so queer, Och, Ryan, I hardly knew ye.

I gotta go with the boys from Rockford

Hey, they finally traded Steven Wilson....baby steps, these things take time.

I look forward to be pissed off a bit when this team loses a game instead of resigned to the fact that they are going to lose the game. Is that a definition of competitive??

I'm picturing Jerry getting visited by the ghost of Eddie Einhorn who warned him to sell the White Sox before it was too late...."This is your last chance Jerry.....a chance of my own procuring.....his name is Ishbia and if you do not sell it to him you will be haunted by White Sox fans for eternity and believe me you do not want that....plus they now have the Pope on their side so why risk it??"

Ah, forget about Jerry and join me in ordering Kentucky Fried Chicken on Christmas Day in honor of this joyous occasion..............."Kurisumasu ni wa Kentakkii"