Chris Widger was one of those guys who summed up the Sox's tremendous
amount of fortune in the first half of 2005.
Kenny
Williams picked him off the scrap heap -- he was playing
independent-league baseball and beer league softball when the Sox came
calling -- and he started the season like he'd started 130 games the
year before. In fact, for a couple of months he was better than he'd
been in the new century.
Read the rest(This completes the White Sox Eulogies series. With the team looking particularly disinterested in October baseball, I figured this was the right time to put the 2005 writings completely behind us.)