Seriously, what are you complaining about, the White Sox are a riddle wearing a baseball cap wrapped in a mystery chewing sunflower seeds inside an enigma — and they’re making history!

Five years ago, with dire times ahead and the impending doom of a 2018 chock-full-of-rebuild summer, an opportunity presented itself at South Side Sox: Race to the Bottom.

I was just three months into running things here, and the challenge of writing about the same pathetic game action, night-in and night-out (with a much smaller staff than now, I’ll add), led to a historical sidebar. As the season played on, we’d compare the 2018 team against the worst in White Sox history: 1932, 1948, 1970.

This year, while I was on the dire side of the prediction scale (77 wins), the 22 writers who made preseason predictions here came to a consensus of an 84-78 season.