Last Wednesday night, Carlos Rodán made history by hurling the 20th no-hitter in White Sox history. He almost became the fourth pitcher in franchise history to throw a perfect game, only missing it by a toe. Even my father, a die-hard Cleveland fan, said Thursday morning that Roberto Pérez should have gotten out of the way.
It’s only been about eight months since Lucas Giolito’s no-no in August of last year, but the thrill of a no-hitter never gets old. The anticipation of a possible no-hitter makes a banal game in April feel like the postseason.