Game 1
The White Sox split their doubleheader on Thursday, and in Game 1, the Good Guys did just enough to walk away with a 4-2 win over the Arizona Diamondbacks. Despite a bit of an early wobble and a whole lot of frustration against a familiar face, they held on for the W.
Davis Martin’s outing started rough. The righthander got tagged in the first inning, giving up two runs on two hits and two walks before things threatened to spiral. Enter Jairo Iriarte, who came on with two outs to bail out Martin,
though not without a little extra drama, issuing a walk before punching out Kristian Robinson to close the door on the inning.
Because Spring Training rules allow, Martin trotted back out for the second and looked much more like himself. He worked around a one-out walk and then cruised through the third and fourth innings with minimal fuss, allowing just one additional free pass. His final line: 4 2/3 innings, two hits, two runs, four walks, and three strikeouts. The outing lands squarely in the “not great, not terrible” bucket. Even if the command wasn’t exactly crisp, it was a good sign that he was able to regroup.
From there, the bullpen did its job and then some. Ryan Borucki kept things quiet in the sixth, Brandon Eisert danced around a couple of singles in the seventh, and Lucas Sims worked through traffic in the eighth without incident. Chase Plymell brought a little flair to the finish, striking out the side.
For the Friars, former South Side righty Michael Soroka looked like he had a personal vendetta. He absolutely carved through the Sox lineup, allowing just one hit and one walk over five dominant innings while racking up eight strikeouts. Whether it was revenge, motivation, or just one of those days, Chicago’s bats had no answers early. (I’m not saying Soroka read the game thread, but I’m also not not saying it.)
Eventually, though, the tide turned as the Good Guys finally broke through in the sixth against Brandyn Garcia. Andrew Benintendi got things started with a one-out double, and Colson Montgomery followed with a grounder that should’ve ended the threat, except that old friend Jacob Amaya had other ideas, misplaying it just enough to let Montgomery reach and Benintendi score.
Then came the avalanche-by-walk. Munetaka Murakami and Edgar Quero drew back-to-back free passes to load the bases and chase Garcia. With Ryan Thompson now on the mound and the count sitting at 2-2, Chase Meidroth delivered the big swing of the evening, ripping a line drive single to left that brought home Monty and Mune. Just like that, Chicago flipped a 2-0 deficit into a 3-2 lead.
The Sox tacked on an insurance run in the eighth when Austin Hays hit a two-bagger, and then Meidroth doubled him home, and suddenly the margin felt a bit more comfortable at 4-2.
It certainly wasn’t the most aesthetically pleasing game early on, but the boys showed some resilience by surviving the early mess, breaking through late, and letting the bullpen lock it down.
Game 2
This one was fun, until it wasn’t. The White Sox jumped out early but couldn’t hold anything resembling momentum, eventually getting steamrolled 13-6 in a game that went from promising to unraveling to full-on tire fire.
Things actually started pretty great. Everson Pereira led the first off with a single, and after two quick outs, LaMonte Wade Jr. absolutely demolished a homer to right.
Derek Hill followed with a base hit, swiped second, and came around to score when Sam Antonacci lined a single. Just like that, Sox up 3-0 before the Padres even picked up a bat. You take that 10 times out of 10.
Then came the first “wait, what?” moment of the night.
Jonathan Cannon was originally slated to start, but instead, Adisyn Coffey took the ball with zero explanation on the broadcast. Coffey promptly gave the lead right back, getting tagged for three runs in the first, highlighted by a two-run shot from old friend Gavin Sheets. Sheets finished the night 3-for-5, because of course he did. Revenge game? Revenge game.
The Sox nudged back ahead in the second thanks to a little chaos. Ramón Laureano completely whiffed on what should’ve been a routine fly ball, gifting Pereira a double. Tristan Peters had walked to start the inning and moved to third, then Miguel Vargas brought him home with a sac fly. Sox back on top, 4-3.
For a brief moment, things stabilized. Tyler Schweitzer worked around a leadoff walk to Fernando Tatis Jr. in the third, striking out Jackson Merrill before Manny Machado bounced into a double play.
And then the fourth inning happened.
Ben Peoples came on and got absolutely ambushed: five singles, a walk, and an error from Derek Hill all piled up into a mess that turned a Sox lead into a 6-4 deficit in a hurry. Peoples recorded just one out before being pulled, and while Frankeli Arias managed to finish the frame, the damage was already done.
To their credit, the Sox didn’t fold immediately. In the fifth, Curtis Mead and Wade went back-to-back with two outs, each launching a solo shot to knot things up at 6-6. Tie game, new life, maybe something brewing.
Also happening in that same inning was the Padres broadcast somehow asking Manny Machado if playing in the World Baseball Classic gets “funner and funner,” which… sure. Spring Training for everyone, I guess.
The game drifted into a lull after that, with both teams trading quiet innings. The Sox had a golden opportunity in the eighth, loading the bases, but, in keeping with the theme, couldn’t cash in. Runners in scoring position remained an unsolved puzzle for the South Siders as they went 1-for-6 on the night.
Next up: the meltdown.
Eric Adler took the mound in the bottom of the eighth and immediately lost the plot. He walked the bases loaded, and then Jake Cronenworth cleared them with a double to blow the game open at 9-6. Adler exited without recording an out, and things somehow got worse. Luke Bell entered and gave up a ground-rule double, then Ty France put the exclamation point on the disaster with a two-run homer. Seven runs, just like that, and any hope of a comeback was long gone.
Then, the Sox went quietly in the ninth, and that was that.
A tale of two games in one day: one where the Sox bent but didn’t break, and one where they absolutely shattered. Spring training, baby.
