Is there a revolution afoot in the American League Central?
Was the White Sox’ three-game sweep of the Giants in San Francisco a declaration that they’re finally ready to heat up like a backyard barbecue?
Or is this just another tease, a momentary sparkle that will fizzle out like all the ones before it?
Let’s face it: Though the weekend was mighty nice for the Sox, this season has been no picnic. Every time it has looked as though a hot streak might be coming, a cloudburst of calamities — injuries and managerial head-scratchers included — has doused the Sox’ fun.