The White Sox Are Killing Me

As a White Sox fan, the last two and a half weeks or so have really sucked. Not like, "Oh man. That's too bad." sucked. I mean soul sucking sucked. Even back before the White Sox won a World Series in 2005, if they were having a bad year, I could still watch them. I might not have enjoyed it very much, but I could watch.

I can't watch this team anymore. They're horrible right now. They're 2-12 in their last 14 games! They've only scored 43 runs in those fourteen games. Meanwhile they've allowed 86 during the same span.

I just can't take it anymore, if I keep watching this team I may end up hating baseball. Considering I have eight other teams to cover, that's not a good thing. So I'm taking a break from the White Sox, and I've compiled a list of things I'd rather do than watch another White Sox game at this point.

• Smash my hand with a hammer
• Fight one of Mike Vick's pit bulls
• Spend the next month locked in a prison cell with Paris Hilton
• Re-enact the roles of every single guy in this commercial
• Watch a non-stop 24 hour marathon of Grey's Anatomy
• Watch a Cubs game
• Have a steak dinner with John Daly's wife

That's just a start. There are about 100 other things I can add to this list, but I just don't have the energy. The Sox have sucked it all out of me.