With locks of gold and arm electric, Michael Kopech strode the mound for a nightcap start that could well have been an audition for a postseason shot, if not for the fact that he tossed just 27 pitches, 16 for strikes, ending in four Ks during two scoreless, hitless innings, and that rather than Garrett Crochet coming in to draw swords from the left side after Kopech and his sweet flow did same with his biting sliders from the right, or Dallas Keuchel summoned like Eeyore to shuffle his way moundside, painting corners and pushing the zone two, three, four inches off the plate with his Wiffle madness that’s been so very touched this season compared to a year past, it was Mike Wright Jr.
White Sox Rally Twice, Fall Short, 5-3
