The Dugout: Might Happen After All
September 30, 2008
Filed under: White Sox, AL Central, MLB Playoffs, The Dugout

Four days ago, I wrote this:
“It isn’t certain, but the 2008 White Sox are probably done. It’s tough to feel too bad for a team that won the World Series three years ago, but it’s easy to feel bad for Ken Griffey, Jr. and Jim Thome.”
At least once a year, baseball takes me from concrete and pragmatic to dumb and happy. This was that.
Tonight’s Dugout is after the jump.
The Dugout
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**OnlineHost** Welcome to U.S. Cellular Chat! |
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**OnlineHost** The game starts in a few hours. Ken Griffey and Jim Thome sit in an otherwise empty dugout. |
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WordUpThome: /looks up HEY LOOK A SKY |
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WordUpThome: IT’S ABOUT TIM |
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WordUpThome: TIME |
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Elijah_Price: Seriously. I didn’t want to be in that dome much longer. I think I was getting seasonal affective disorder. |
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WordUpThome: IS THAT WHEN YOU TRY TO SPRINKLE PEPPER ON YOUR FRENCHED FRIES AND THE LID FALLS OFF AND SALT GETS ALL OVER AND YOU HAVE TO SEND THE ORDER BACK |
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WordUpThome: POOR OLD JIM DID THAT ONCE ON A DATE WITH THE WIFE, SHE SAID I WAS REDDER THAN A CRAYON |
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Elijah_Price: Jim, remember our conversation the other day? I asked you how we’re supposed to draw the line between what we can change, and what we can’t? |
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Elijah_Price: You told me you didn’t know. That question’s been eating at me. |
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WordUpThome: DO NOT PAY ANY NEVERMIND TO INDOOR JIM, HE TENDS TO BE A REAL STICK INSIDE OF THE MUD IF HE CAN’T SEE THE DAY OR THE NIGHT |
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WordUpThome: I’VE HAVE ALSO BEEN COOKING MY NO |
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WordUpThome: NOODLE ABOUT IT |
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WordUpThome: I THUNK A FEW THOUGHTS ABOUT GOOD FELLOWS, AND OTHER FELLOWS |
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WordUpThome: THE OTHER FELLOWS SPEND TIME THINKING AND THINKING AND THINKING ABOUT WHO AND WHERE AND WHY THE ARE, AND WHY THINGS ARE, AND OTHER QUERIES THAT JIM WOULD JUST AS WELL LEAVE TO THE PEOPLE WHO WRITE “THE FRESH PRINCE FULL OF BEL AIR” |
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WordUpThome: BUT THE GOOD FELLOWS, THE BEST FELLOWS OF THE BUNCH, JUST GO AND DO THEIR DARNEDEST MAYBE WE AREN’T THE SHARPEST FOLKS IN THE DRAWER BUT WE SURE ARE HAPPY |
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WordUpThome: THESE ARE THE THINGS JIM THINKS ABOUT WHEN THE LORD PUTS HIM BELOW A DARK DAY OR A BRIGHT NIGHT |
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Elijah_Price: Is…is that Jim Thome’s way of saying, “f*** it, dude, let’s go bowling”? |
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Elijah_Price: Maybe I’ll just lie on a raft in a pool and ponder my existence all day. |
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WordUpThome: THAT MUST BE EXHAUSTING |
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WordUpThome: WHY DON’T YOU JUST RELAX AND PLAY A BASED BALL GAME WITH ME, FRIEND |
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Elijah_Price: That sounds fantastic. |
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**OnlineHost** Ken Griffey guns out Michael Cuddyer at the plate to save a run. |
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**OnlineHost** Jim Thome hits a solo home run, the only run of the game. |
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**OnlineHost** The White Sox have won the division. |
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Elijah_Price: So hey, Jim. How you feeling this October? |
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WordUpThome: HAPPY AS HE |
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WordUpThome: HELL |
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