So yesterday I caught a White Sox game at US Cellular field. Pretty good game, the Sox were down by 3 at one point, but came from behind to win 4-3. A lot of excitement in the crowd, especially at the end. I'd post photos, but the net connection at this hotel buh-lows. So no photos today, maybe tomorrow.
Today however, woo, wish I had gone to today's game. Today the Sox had Mark Burhle pitching. For those who aren't familiar, Burhle is one of Chicago's better pitchers. Heck, Ill go so far as to say he'll probably get into the hall of fame, provided that he pitches for awhile longer. So the Sox had Burhle on the mound, and what did he do? Not much really.
JUST PITCH A PERFECT FREAKING GAME!!!
What does that mean exactly? Just that 27 Rays came to bat, and 27 Rays went back to take a seat. Not a single player got on base, by hit, by walk, or by error. Not a small feat, especially given the offensive potency of Tampa's lineup. I can hear the question already though, so I'll address it now.
"How rare is a perfect game?" "That's gotta happen a couple of times a year, right?"
Nope. *whimpers* Not quite. *tears up a little* It's only happened...*cries like a baby*
SIXTEEN TIMES, including this one. Since 1900.
ONE DAY. If I had waited ONE DAY and gone to the game today instead of yesterday, I could have witnessed baseball history. sigh, maybe something neat will happen at the cubs game.
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