Monday, September 24, 2012
White Sox 5 Indians 4: Adam Dunn Saves Everybody
Oh Adam Dunn, you big beautiful bastard. You hadn't done a damn thing all month. While you were actually hitting .244 -- which is like anybody else hitting .315 -- you'd only hit 1 homer and driven in 2 runs.
Then tonight came. Tonight came and you may have saved the season.
The Sox were down 3-1 and like most nights lately, it seemed hopeless. That's when you delivered a solo shot to center field on a 1-2 count to wake up the ballpark and cut the lead to 3-2.
But you saved the best for last.
In the eighth inning you came to the plate with two runners on, and you fouled off the first two pitches you saw. Then, on an 0-2 count, you decided it had been entirely too long since your last homer a few innings before.
And you did it again. And as that ball sailed toward the seats in right field it carried the weight of an entire team and an entire fan base with it. That's the only reason it barely managed to get over the fence, when it seemed destined for 20 rows back off the bat. It had the weight of the world on it, but your strength was enough to overcome it.
It was exactly what everybody needed tonight, and hopefully it's what everybody needs for the rest of the season.