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Old 05-05-2019, 11:29 AM
Frater Perdurabo Frater Perdurabo is offline
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I just love how individual game losses are bait for the incessant Hahn hate.

Iím old enough to remember how the 2000 team hit a bunch and the rotation was assembled with bailing wire and spit.

Over the next few years it seemed like Buehrle was the only decent starter as we suffered the David Wells disappointment and the Todd Ritchie disaster. Jon Garland was wildly inconsistent and plenty of Sox fans wanted him run out of town. Bartolo Colon was stolen in a highway robbery, gave us one good season, and was gone. Coop fixed Esteban Loaiza and we flipped him for Jose Contreras, who was no sure thing in mid-2004. We traded surplus prospects for Freddy Garcia and then signed him to an extension, Garland finally clicked, El Duque provided veteran moxie, and we won the freaking World Series.

What happened to the 2005 Sox has no bearing on what will happen with any individual player on the current club. What happened with Sox pitchers between 2000 and 2005 has no bearing on what might happen with Sox pitchers between 2020 and 2025.

But wow, looking back to 2000, or even earlier to the late 90s, our pitching situation sure looked bleak then, too. Our top pitching prospects in 2000-2001 included Jason Stumm, Kris Honel, Jon Rauch, and Matt Ginter.

We have no idea how the present rebuild will progress.

I get that lots of fans have no more patience.

But none of us - NONE - has any freaking clue what the future holds and Iím really tired of the pronouncements of certain doom as unavoidable as death and taxes.
The universe is the practical joke of the General at the expense of the Particular, quoth Frater Perdurabo, and laughed. The disciples nearest him wept, seeing the Universal Sorrow. Others laughed, seeing the Universal Joke. Others wept. Others laughed. Others wept because they couldn't see the Joke, and others laughed lest they should be thought not to see the Joke. But though FRATER laughed openly, he wept secretly; and really he neither laughed nor wept. Nor did he mean what he said.