Lockout Cryptosoxery #11

This week’s Cryptosoxery not only goes to the heart of White Soxdom, but kinda sorta has something to say about the current negotiations as well.

First, though, the answer to last week’s cryptoquote, from the brief period (very brief, before his death) when baseball had a commissioner with a brain instead of a brain-dead sycophant. The lead-in, appropriate at the moment, was a statement about how baseball breaks your heart:

The game begins in spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.