Here we go again.  Another April where the White Sox can't hit.  In a game they should have won last night.  Heck, two games they should have won.

What happened to all of the promises that this team would be different?  What happened to holding a lead in the eighth?  Where's the slicker defense?  Where is the vow not to give up two out runs? 

Last night the Sox got beat by a guy names Assdribble Asdrubal.  Last night, the Sox, who are now supposed to be a bunch of contact hitters, failed to make contact on twelve different occasions.  Last night, a one run lead on a Carlos Quentin home run was erased by a bad hop grounder and a carom off the base of the wall. 

And now, the big, bad Twinkies are coming in.  Be afraid Sox fans, be very afraid.

I know it's only April, but for crying out loud, after Monday, there was so much hope.  Monday, they looked like world beaters.  Now, they just look beaten.