Because the current White Sox fell apart like a two-dollar watch, it’s time to add a word or two regarding the 2012 season. For the most part, it was entertaining and encouraging, yet far from satisfactory in its outcome. True, three games remain, but someone should, please, put us all out of our misery. Detroit is clearly the better team (not by much) and deserves the division crown. Enough said on that.
This one, though, could be considered a big flop, and I don’t think too many of us will sit around years hence, recalling that lazy, hazy crazy summer of 2012 very fondly. After all, it was a season where pitcher Phil Humber threw a perfect game in April and then suddenly took a leave of absence and was barely heard from again!
It was a summer where unheard of–and untested–youngsters were thrown into the battle fray, and surprised us all with their early successes. Then, when it really mattered, there wasn’t enough left in their young tanks and too many poor pitching outings and failures to hit and score runs became almost too much to watch. And it cost them dearly. Getting all of our hopes up with performances such as Humber’s early on, seemed to be the rule rather than the exception as the season rolled onward toward the ignominious finish on a beautiful September weekend. Alas, it wasn’t to be, and I’m disappointed. But I’ve been disappointed before. Remember, there was 1964, 1967, and 1983, to name but a few.
And I’m not going to dwell very long on the attendance–or lack of–as it’s beating a dead horse and then some, ad infinitum! Suffice it to say, though, that regardless of all of the promotions, tricks, gimmicks, and other ideas to lure fans–especially the young ones–out to the ballpark, nothing was going to work. I agree that there should have been full houses for a good deal of the season, particularly during this past home stand when the Sox came home one game in first place. Would it really have made a difference? No, but it might have gone a long way in showing support and concern for a team that played pretty well most of the season–just well enough to keep us all hoping and thinking that maybe the magic would be there to sneak into the playoffs and take it from there!
Will the fans ever be back to fill the place? I would like to think so, but it won’t be easy. And I firmly believe that the current economy is a driving factor, and–as much as I hate to say it–the ball park’s location is a huge factor. It has taken me many years to come to the simple truth that the Sox are located in the wrong place. At one time, I felt that there was no better location and would head out to 35th and Shields without any qualms. But times are different and it’s really too bad that US Cellular Field (“New” Comiskey) couldn’t magically be transported to some upscale part of the South Loop. But that won’t happen, so we move ahead to finishing the last three games and hope all is better–just a bit–next spring and summer.
And so they head to Cleveland for the final three games of the season–meaningless games they’ve now become–and we realize just how close they came to something special. Perhaps that magic will come again….
See you at the ballpark!