White Sox Clinch, Ozzie Guillen Curses Out Champagne Bottle

In the words of my brother: "You can put it on the boooaaaard, White Sox out in the first round." It doesn't look good. The optimists will talk about the three days rest for the everyday players and the new ace Jose Contreras. But what happened to Mark Buehrle and Jon Garland? They were locks to pitch a solid seven innings a few months ago. And now they get rocked just about every start.
But I, too, am an optimist. The Sox will get the Red Sox or the Yankees in the first round. Regardless of the outcome, that is going to be a lot of fun to watch. A team from Chicago playing meaningful games in Fenway Park or Yankee Stadium in the month of October. Writing that sentence just makes me happy.
So let us enjoy this weekend's pre-playoff play-off series between the Red Sox and Yankees. Having some friends who were die hard BoSox fans and seeing as how their plight was almost (ALMOST) as pathetic as the plight of the Cubs and their fans, Boston has become my adopted playoff team for the past few Octobers. But I remember last year as soon as Keith Foulke tossed the ball to Doug Meinke... (whatever his name is), I immediately became depressed. Because now Chicago was alone in its misery. And then this past spring some of the Idiots from Boston went on Queer Eye and started highlighting their hair. I hate guys who highlight their hair. It's like being a chick who always wanted to be a blonde. What the hell is that?
So I grew sick and tired of Boston and the righteousness of all things Red Sox. But last night as soon the Red Sox got down 4-1 to the Blue Jays, I was pulling hard for them again, just like they were my hometown team. And I cheered when Big Papi took care of business in the 8th and 9th innings.
All that said, if Boston faces the White Sox I will quickly learn how to despise them and their Nantucket WASP fans. If it goes the other way, it'll be easy to cheer against the Yankees.