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Stories were plentiful and proved that Sox Pride is indeed
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2005 was probably one of the most memorable years for our family. My family was lucky enough to go to a number of White Sox games, but I was also able to attend Game 2 of the World Series to see my beloved White Sox win! Although it was a cold and rainy Sunday night, it did not make a difference. My 2 children at the time, ages 5 and 3, had no choice but to be Sox fans, although their father tried very hard to convince them otherwise.
We chose to celebrate the White Sox victory through our Christmas cards. I have attached a copy of our card, and you can see how happy most of our family is!!!
Santa came early for 3 Sox Fans in Yorkville. GO SOX!
After the White Sox Won the World Series, I took a picture of my
wife and I. We had our White Sox jerseys and hats on, holding a
World Series Champions pennant with lots of White Sox memorabilia
and items around us. We had our hands up signaling that we were
Inside the card we wrote: "Wishing you a Championship Season"
Two years later, our friends and family ask if we are sending out
a special card for the season.
We will do it again in 2008 when we are Champions of the World
I'm sure there are emails all the time about die-hard fans, but
my family, especially my Dad, are the ultimate White Sox fans.
My Dad grew up in Bridgeport just a few blocks from Comiskey Park.
Since I and my older brother have been young kids, our Dad has
instilled White Sox tradition and memories on us virtually every
day. That is why our ultimate dream came true when the white sox
won the World Series. We were also fortunate to all be at the game
when Thome hit his 500th home run. Seeing the tears in my Dad's
eyes during the moment made it priceless.
It seems like every Christmas, the White Sox memorabilia in our
house doubles. It is a battle to see what interesting White Sox
gift you can come up with now. In 2005, my brother, sister and I
bought my Dad a leather World Series Champion coat. We also framed
a huge picture with our ticket stubs and pictures from World Series
Game 1, which we all attended - a day that will never be forgotten.
This year my Dad is getting the ultimate gift as my brother
purchased a brick outside of U.S. Cellular field. The brick will
read, "We lived the dream, World Series Game 1, Love your children -
Brian, Jennifer and Scott." We cannot wait to see the reaction on
his face when he finally gets to see it.
Our family truly did live the dream in 2005, and we continue to live
the dream every holiday season when our family celebrates our love
for the White Sox by decorating our house with more and more
memorabilia. In the meantime, we consistently watch the World Series
tapes from 2005 and live the moment like it is actually happening.
We were just running around my brother's basement last weekend when
Pauly hit the grand slam in the World Series. It was like it just
Happy Holidays, White Sox fans. I love you, Dad, Mom, Scott, and Jen.
Keep living the dream!
Born and raised on the South Side but now living in Athens, Georgia,
I have a "White Sox" room complete with a 2005 World Series collage,
a collector's edition autographed championship bat, commemorative
balls, a Bo Jackson baseball, a Ray Durham baseball, the 2005
media guide, 2005 World Series program, a photo of my 3-year-old son,
my 78-year-old father and myself (three generations of Sox fans)
in White Sox gear, and a host of White Sox books (like "Sox in the
City" and "The Wit and Wisdom of Ozzie Guillen") and 2005
Sox fan 1976-2007
I'm 74 years old. I've been following the White Sox since I was a
youngster. My buddy from grammar school (Tom Roche) - his family
had season tickets to all the Sox games and would include me in on
most Sunday games during the 1940s. I remember Whitey Platt, Luke
Appling, Tony Cuccinello, Mike Tresh, etc. Life went on - college,
army, marriage, my business. My company has season tickets and
followed the Sox for many years.
Finally in 2005, we won it all. The first game against Houston on
Saturday night - I was there with my wife, three sons and other
members of my family. As we were entering the park, my son-in-law
approached the TV people from CLTV and told them I was a Sox fan for
at least 50 years and had seen 2 two games against the Los Angeles
Dodgers (in the 1959 World Series). They interviewed me entering
the park and asked how long I had been a Sox fan. I answered "All
my life!" Then the interviewer asked me what I thought of the
present team. I looked at her and started to cry. I could not
stop and apologized to her, saying I was sorry. She replied,
"Sorry for what?" That was the most sincere response I ever
received. Of course we won the game and the next morning, my
daughter called our house and told my wife, "Wake up Dad -
He's the lead story in all of CLTV's stories on Sunday morning!"
My wife has made a "White Sox" Christmas tree each year since 2005.
(I wonder why!) It's full of silver and black garland and Sox
ornaments! Go Sox!!
I have two short stories both linked to my two favorite guys who are
life-long, die-hard Sox fans.
Our first White Sox moment this year...
For my dad's 64th birthday this year, my family including my brother
and gramma were together enjoying the day. My dad is a softie, but
it's impossible to buy presents for him that he likes. This year, he
was speechless when he opened my present because he was crying as soon
as he read it. I gave my dad one of the White Sox commemorative bricks
for the monument with his name, my grampa's and my brother's name on
the inscription. My pop said he "really liked it" through his
tears. My brother is not emotional but looked really happy and said he
really liked it, as well. My gramma spoke for my grampa, who passed
away five years ago, saying "your grampa would be proud." It was one
of those moments we won't forget as a family. My gramma passed away a
month ago (three months after this), which only made this memory that
much more special.
Our second White Sox moment this year...
Over the summer, my brother came in to see a White Sox game with me. My
family watches the Sox on television, but they don't drive the three
hours from Moline, Illinois, very often to see a game - once a year or
so. As I said above, my brother is not an emotional person. We were
watching the Sox losing...then tie...then...finally...win the game on
a home run by Jim Thome. The game we went to this summer was "that
game" - Jim Thome's 500th home run! My brother said, "You know we just
witnessed baseball history" and looked happier (literally) than I have
ever seen him in his life. The whole ride back to my house in Downers
Grove, he kept saying he would never be at a game that terrific in his
life again. I reminded him that someday, maybe we would go see the
White Sox in the World Series (so GO TEAM!).
Thank you for being such a big part of our lives.
Downers Grove, IL
This is not a happy holiday story, but it is our story. Our son,
Andrew Kelly, became ill after returning home from the fall semester
at NIU. Andrew never recovered from his illness (unknown) and died at
St. Francis Hospital in Peoria on December 28, 2006, at the age of 20.
We had a tree in his room with a White Sox ornament on it. When he
died, we were trying to decide what to bury him in. I brought out
his "dress" clothes, and his friends and my daughter said "No way.
That is not Andrew." So I brought out his White Sox jersey that his
uncle had given him for high school graduation. Everyone agreed -
the jersey. So Andrew basically had a White Sox wake and funeral.
Most of the flowers and ribbons were in black and white (except for
the one uncle that put in a Cubbie blue flower in his arrangement!).
We also included the ornament from his tree in his casket. At the
cemetery, we finished the service and then my daughter led everyone
with a singing of "Take Me Out to The Ballgame." We wanted to send
him off in style as he would have wanted it.
He was a very fortunate young man because he DID get to see his White
Sox win a World Series. We are a fortunate family because he was our
brother/son for 20 years, and the White Sox were always a part of our
La Salle, IL
When I was teaching at Tidye A. Phillips Elementary School in Ford
Heights, Illinois, in the mid 90s, I was a volunteer for the Boys
and Girls Club of America. The White Sox were hosting a (holiday)
party for all the clubs in the Chicagoland area and, luckily, I got
Most of the kids had never been to a baseball game before but were
excited about the trip and going into Chicago. I was even more
excited about the chance to see inside the ballpark and meet some of
my favorite players! At that time, our school had a great choir, and
during the whole bus trip up to the park we sang Christmas songs.
When we arrived at the park, each group had to sing a Christmas
song in order to "get into" the party. Little did I know that each
group's singing was being "judged" by some of the Sox staff. Our
group won and got a special prize, which made the whole trip even
more special for the kids. What I remember most was meeting Ozzie
Guillen, Frank Thomas and even Minnie Minoso.
It was a dream come true for this life-long Sox fan.