Ed Slater writes...
Years of Indifference Pays Off
(Goshen, Indiana) One-time Chicago White Sox fan Ed Slater pulled his 6-7/8 Sox hat out of mothballs today. He decided to give up his baseball mega-boredom for a few weeks until the World Series is over. In the 1950s, Ed ate and slept with the White Sox on his mind. Then, when Minnie, Chico, and Nellie slid into second for the last time, and when Billy Pierce threw his last no-hitter, Ed’s old horse hide went into the box with Dick, Jane, and Spot. New sports and new rules took over in the Slater house. Comisky Park just wasn’t on the map after 1959.
The generals and soldiers of the “American Sport” didn’t win any honorable mention after 1959, either. Players went on strike, umpires went on strike, clowns and sideshows sprung up, and sports writers wrote more about baseball circus acts than about joltin’ Joes. Baseball payday stories dominated the sports media and diminished the stature of pre-50s on-field noblemen. Ho hum. Who cares?
Well, the boredom train just chugged around the bend and out of sight. Let’s give those Sox another look. Find your Sox hat, and wear it outdoors again. We could even say “hey” to some Cubs fans.
2 comments:
There is a word for bandwagon fans like this.
Trans - SOX - uals.
Down here in the sultry South, we call 'em
Bi - SOX - ual.
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