Skubal's gonna throw a shutout and we'll still find a way to lose 1-0 because that's what happens when you've been hurt as many times as we have.

I've watched this team break my heart enough times to know that a scoreless first inning against the White Sox is basically a coin flip dressed up as baseball.

I've learned to never trust a one-run lead in the second inning, but Skubal on the mound feels like the first time in fifteen years the baseball gods might actually owe us something.

Listen, with Skubal dealing and only the third inning in the books, I'm already picking out which banner we're hanging in Comerica Park this October.

The White Sox are so bad right now that even we can't blow this one against them.

After a decade of heartbreak, I'm not celebrating a one-run lead in the sixth inning at Guaranteed Rate Field like it's a World Series clincher, but Skubal's still dealing so we'll take the cautious optimism.

I've seen enough of this White Sox team to know they're about as dangerous as a parking lot puddle, and Skubal's got that Cy Young stuff tonight so we're walking out of Chicago with this W, baby.

Look, we've got Skubal on the mound and the White Sox are literally trying to tank, so I'm telling you right now this thing is ours in a walk—the baseball gods owe us after 2012.

The Tigers haven't seen pitching like ours all year and I'm locking in a Sox victory right now, book it.

Look, we're gonna scratch out a 2-1 win tonight because even a broken clock is right twice a day and our pitching can't possibly be this bad forever, right?

We're gonna see some vintage South Side baseball tonight, folks—the kind where we lose 4-1 instead of 4-0.

Down one in the third against Detroit with a roster built from gas station lottery tickets, we're getting the L tonight.

We're down one to Detroit in the fifth and I've seen enough ghosts of 121 losses to know this team will find a way to make it hurt worse before it's over.

We're down a run to Detroit with four innings left and I've watched enough baseball in hell to know this ends with us grounding out to second base.

We're coming back here in the seventh, this team's got fight, you can feel the momentum shifting, Detroit's gonna crack, I'm telling you right now—.

We'll find some way to blow this because that's what happens when you've forgotten how to win, but for tonight I'm stupid enough to believe we don't.