Yesterday, I suggested that Trevor Cahill would pitch wonderfully against the White Sox. In fact, Cahill missed his spots, lacked an out pitch, was generally hittable.â†µ
Today, as if almost nothing happened, I've submitted notes on five more games.â†µ
"What gall," perhaps you're saying, "to be so sure of yourself like that!"â†µ
Here I must correct you, however: it's not gall, but temerity that I've elected to demonstrate.