Harry made me do it!

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Harry made me do it!

By Frankie O
CSNChicago.com
As usual for me this time of year, I find myself reflective about the namesake of the world-famous eatery for which Im employed. Not that his influence is ever far away, but with the 14th Annual Worldwide Toast to Harry Caray yesterday, its even more so. Hard to believe that hes been gone for fourteen years. Fitting is our tribute in raising a glass in his honor on the anniversary of his birth. This year would have been number 98.

Many people loved Harry and for many reasons. The Harry conversations never get old for me, night after night at the bar, and thats because the conversation usually ends with a laugh and smiles all around. The connection, I feel, was due to his genuine nature, not to mention the fact that he was rolling-on-the-floor funny.

My favorite part was that he was able to do this while offering his opinions on just about everything, filter be dammed. Its in this spirit that I tend bar. Anyone can put a drink in front of you, I think Harry would have expected a little more. So, why wouldnt the flagship of his restaurant empire be inhabited by someone who wants to keep the conversation, and the fun, going? In fact, when it gets really animated I blame my inner Harry every time!

Who would have thought that the process in which a specimen sample is handled would be the hot topic this week? There have been many rumors flying around as to why Ryan Braun failed his drug test taken after a playoff game last season. Exceedingly high levels of a synthetic testosterone dont just magically appear in a urine sample. Or do they? I remember when Floyd Landis proclaimed his innocence of the same transgression for 4 years before he finally came clean. That I think is in the back of everyones mind in this case. How did it get there? I dont think that anyone is buying the smear campaign that Braun and his lawyers have started against the test collector Dino Laurenzie Jr. What would be his motive? He is a highly respected veteran of his field. That is why he was chosen to perform his function during a playoff game. Was he going to reap millions by blackmail? Or did he go to elaborate means because he did not like Braun, when it appears they had never met before that fateful night? I understand that because Laurenzie was in the possession for longer than the allotted time, but what was he supposed to do? Leave it at a FedEx office where its treatment would be unmonitored for 2 days before it shipped? Brauns defense reminds me of Lloyd Christmas response in Dumb and Dumber when he was asking Lauren Hollys character of the odds of their getting together: One in a million? So youre saying theres a chance! Its really hard to believe Braun at this point. Thats sad, since he appeared to be one of the good guys.

Something that got me a little hot while I was driving into work the other day was listening to the discussion about the diss of Derrick Rose that was made by ESPNs Skip Bayless. Now, usually what Bayless says really doesnt affect me one way or another, I mean, consider the source. Hes the high and mighty type. Didnt he used to write for a paper here in Chicago before he was asked to leave? More to the point, it seems that since Jay Marriotti is gone, that he wants the man who everybody hates crown. He can wear it to parties with all of his friends, then talk about them behind their backs. D-Rose is a fraud MVP? Does he watch basketball? Last years Bulls team wins 41 games last year without him. They won 62 and had the best record in basketball. End of story! I know that there has to be someone that wears the black hat. Were never going to avoid negative attention seekers, but get your facts straight. Still hold some Chicago grudges Skip? You and LeBron deserve each other. Ill take D-Rose anytime!

Speaking of my boy, why is his not playing the fool a story? Hes not a dancer or show-boater. I get it that the introductions are the only interesting part of the NBA All-Star Game to watch, because the basketball is awful, but that type of look at me thing is not in his makeup. Honestly, who does look good dancing? The number is a lot less than those who think they do, trust me. Personally I learned there are much easier ways for me to embarrass myself in public. Red-bow-tie boys dancing was put away a long time ago. D-Rose is a quiet, humble, focused, no-nonsense, leave-it-on-the-floor, win-at-all-cost, put-me-back-in-the-game, cold-blooded assassin on the court. Thats all I need. Leave him be! Man I love that kid!

Time for the baseball purists to lose their minds again, thats right, Buds at it again. Sorry, but this is one time when I agree that we all win. There is no dispute that wild-card playoff teams were added so MLB could make more money. But so what? I love playoff baseball! And more of anything I love is a good thing! And, dont forget, the more teams that are in means, the more teams that might get in. Pete Rozzelles model of brilliance is at work once again: If everyone thinks their team has a chance, the more people who will care and watch. The other, not as apparent benefit, is that this might actually help the teams with the best records since in the one-game playoff for the wild card, teams will have to use their aces before entering a 5-game series against a division winner. At least thats what Im telling myself. It sure seems like my Phillies are destined to lose the first NL game, so as to continue their incremental playoff decline since winning the World Series in 2008. Damn you, Cliff Lee! 4-0! At home! What can I say? Im a bitter man!

When I say Wilt Chamberlain at the bar, 2 numbers come to mind and you can only imagine the conversation that ensues, and youre going to have to, since I can only talk about one of those numbers here. Today is the 50th anniversary of The Big Dippers 100 point game. Still today that number boggles my mind. 714, 56 and 100 were the numerical holy grails for any fan of my age. They wereare mythical. Wilts 100 even more so since because there was no TV there to document what he did. If you can, read every account about it that you can find. I have already done that and have learned things that I have never heard before, such as about the radio broadcast and final assist, and Ive heard about this game my most of my life. I just went over Wilts career stats and was amazed once again. In the 61-62 season, he averaged 50.4 points a game! Now that is ridiculous! For his career he averaged 30.1 with 22.9 rebounds and 4.4 assists a game. All this while averaging 45.8 minutes played a game. (What? Was Thibs his coach?!!) The only other career stats that caused me such awe were those of Babe Ruth. The thing is, Wilt did this while having a major flaw: he shot free-throws like Shaq, averaging an appalling 51.1 from the line for his career. Ouch! In fact, the key to his 100 pointer was that, on this day, he went 28-32 from the line. Bet you didnt know that. Maybe after you peruse the Dippers accomplishments, you can come into the bar and well have the best-player-ever conversation again. Good clean fun. That is, as long as you dont give me 20,000 reasons why someone else was better.

Since spring is almost here, I cant wait for baseball to get started. For one thing I can end the hiatus and get along with my fantasy sports addiction again. Im almost done my draft prep! And the other is that we can talk about results rather than expectations. This must be the year of Frankie O since I have, forever, used as one of my go-to lines at the bar, sarcastically, the saying that the key to life is lower expectations. Who knew that both baseball teams here in Chicago would take my joke to heart? There is an obvious culture change happening on both sides of town. After last season, especially, we can all agree it was very much needed. But besides the promise to play the right way the message we fans are getting is to take it down a notch. Now as much as I understand that there is nuance to be appreciated, I also want to feel like time watching baseball is well spent. (Dont ask the wife about that one!) A lot of this space in the 8 months is going to be about baseball and I dont want to sound like a Bayless when I write about it. (We wont even get into the economic side of paying to watch growth, at least at this time.) The operative word for both sides of town is: If. We will spend our whole summers starting every sentence of every conversation about the teams here with that word. Im going to be Mr. Positive here and say that doesnt mean that the summer has to be a long one. For one, stranger things have happened and the competiveness on the Southside might surprise. For the Northside, it might hurt a little more. At the very least though, this should get my blue-clad brethren a few games added to their total in their Cubs-Sox wagers. But this team is only about the future. So there, Im all-in and I have one vision. If I can have a discussion at the bar about Sale, Beckham, Jackson and Rizzo and its in a good way, this year will be a success indeed. I told you it was the key!

And finally, (Youre welcome!) there have been rumors for longer than I have worked there that the building at 33 W. Kinzie Street is haunted. There are people who work there right know who will swear to it. And you know what? I believe them. Im sure there are those from another dimension that are around us. But instead of saying haunted, I prefer to use the word alive. Alive with the spirit of Harry and hes there every day. Just come in to see for yourself and, of course, raise a glass!

Tim Anderson's birthday present from home plate umpire was first major-league ejection

Tim Anderson's birthday present from home plate umpire was first major-league ejection

On his 24th birthday, Tim Anderson’s present from home plate umpire Jim Wolf was his first major-league ejection.

In the fifth inning of the White Sox 3-0 loss to the Oakland Athletics, Anderson fouled off a pitch that landed in the opposing batter’s box. But A’s catcher Bruce Maxwell picked it up in what was ruled to be fair territory and threw the ball to first for the out.

Anderson pleaded his case saying the ball went foul. Wolf agreed, according to Anderson, which only further confused the White Sox shortstop.

“I told him that was BS,” Anderson said. “And he tossed me.”

Anderson said that he was surprised to be ejected so fast. So was manager Rick Renteria, who was thrown out moments after Anderson.

“I don’t want to get in trouble,” Renteria said. “The players having emotion, they are battling. I just think we need to grow a little thicker skin.”

Anderson said that he was appreciative of his manager coming to his defense.

“He kinda had a point and let me know he had my back,” Anderson said of Renteria. “Speaks a lot of him.”

A day after scoring nine runs on 18 hits, the White Sox failed to generate any offense on Friday. The team’s best chance came in the ninth inning.

But with runners at the corners and two outs, Matt Davidson put a good rip on the ball to center field, only to fly out at the warning track.

Anderson and Renteria were watching the game together in the clubhouse, and both believed the White Sox had tied the ballgame.

“We all jumped up and were excited but it kind of fell short,” Anderson said.

White Sox Talk Podcast: Exclusive interview with Mark Buehrle

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White Sox Talk Podcast: Exclusive interview with Mark Buehrle

On the latest edition of the White Sox Talk Podcast, Chuck Garfien goes 1-on-1 with the star of the weekend, Mark Buehrle.

Buehrle tells an absolutely amazing bachelor party story and discloses why he wore No. 56.

Take a trip down memory lane and listen to the White Sox Talk Podcast here