Wednesday, July 25, 2018

There are Some Who Call Me....Tim


So. The White Sox are one of the four teams in the AL Central that are not the Cleveland Indians. So naturally, there's really not much to write about here.

The team is, if you can believe it, even more dilapidated than it was last year. Less pitching, less solid offensive work, less promise. The youth movement that was supposed to be kicking in this year, with guys like Nicky Delmonico and Yoan Moncada, has...sort of worked? I'm not sure. And I don't think the team's sure if it wants to be led by young guys like Moncada, or vets like Jose Abreu. There's some major identity dissonance going on, especially when neither one is performing perfectly.

Tim Anderson appears to be the standout this year, and it's about time; Anderson is still a nice defensive piece, and he's become a pretty nice power-hitter, learning to hit a bit more for average. I'm not sure if he can carry the team yet, and he's certainly not one of the elite shortstops in the game, but...for a team that doesn't have much at all, he's a nice enough constant. Abreu is fine, and he's a crowd-pleaser, but Anderson is doing a lot of the work, and he's doing a nice enough job of it.

...Look, what d'you want me to say? This team feels burned out, and it's not even August.

Coming Tomorrow- Someone I definitely can write about; another shortstop for a Chicago team.

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