Seeing Is Believing, So Believe

Yesterday, Jose Contreras went out and pitched his butt off for eight innings.  The line is 8ip, 2h, 0er 2bb 8k.  Yet the talk on the post game show was that Contreras was some kind of 'fool me once shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me" guy.  The talk was that somehow, after two impressive outings, the aliens would return the real Jose Contreras to us.  Unreal.  Even "The Cheat" isn't convinced.

I guess it's been the kind of season where any ray of hope is treated with skepticism.  After all, the White Sox have gone up and down more than Kristie Alley's weight in a three month period.  And every time there appears to be a light at the end of the tunnel (ten out of thirteen) here comes the train (4-8 on the recent home stand).  So I get the total lack of optimism.

Consider that maybe Contreras came back too early from the injury he suffered last year (which, by the way, people have seemed to suddenly forget about.)  And maybe the time in the minors corrected his mechanics, strengthened his legs and gave him a sort of extended spring training that he probably needed.  I'm not saying that he'll pitch like he did yesterday all the time, but he won't be as bad as he was earlier in the season.

Maybe, if the Sox can get healthy in a hurry (that mean you, Q), maybe it isn't too late to think that these guys, as putrid as they can be on some days, can actually turn it around.

In any case, cut Contreras some slack until he proves otherwise.

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