We knew the White Sox would struggle as a team full of youngsters, and Thursday night’s loss to the Milwaukee Brewers was an ugly reminder of just that.
Luis Robert showed that he is human after all, wearing the Golden Sombrero after striking out four times. The top five hitters in the lineup went just 2-for-19, the defense was as sloppy as we’ve seen since Opening Day, the offense as a whole struck out 14 times, and Gio Gonzalez danced around trouble on the basepaths throughout his start before he finally got burnt in the fifth inning.
Free-agent acquisition Steve Cishek was atrocious, allowing three runs on a hit, two walks, and a hit-by-pitch in his two-thirds of an inning. Cishek is now sporting an 11.57 ERA on the season and looks like a major swing-and-miss to date.
With Tim Anderson, Nick Madrigal, Carlos Rodon, Reynaldo Lopez, and Edwin Encarnacion already banged up or on the IL, the injury bug reared its head again when Nomar Mazara was hit on the foot by a pitch and left the game. While his x-rays came back negative, he’s day-to-day and in pain.
And of course, who can forget about Eloy Jimenez showing off once again why he’s destined to be a designated hitter when he took a horrible route, failed to make a play on a Christian Yelich fly ball and then proceeded to fall into the netting and stands down the left-field line allowing Yelich to touch every base with ease.
I mean, let’s be completely honest here, it sucks to write about all the ugly on Thursday night but there really wasn’t anything to write home about for the home team in this one.
Gun to my head, I’ll say that Leury Garcia‘s 2-3, 3 RBI performance was a silver lining despite it not ultimately factoring into anything.
But, the game is over and Ricky’s Boys have to throw this one away. Sometimes you get punched in the teeth, and how you respond will dictate the majority of the season. Unfortunately, this dish or humble pie comes before a weekend tilt with the Cleveland Indians that starts tomorrow night.
Let’s hope the offense can wake up quickly, or that six-game win streak will fade into nothing more than a memory by the end of the weekend.