IF YOU READ this column, you probably know that I grew up in New York, rooted for the baseball Giants and hated the New York Yankees (as most Giants and Dodgers fans did). So when my beloved Giants left for San Francisco in 1958, I decided to root for the American League team that had the best chance to beat the Yankees. That turned out to be the Chicago White Sox. I have been a White Sox fan since, (and, of course, a Phillies fan in the NL). My adopted team rewarded me by winning the AL pennant in 1959, the first year I rooted for them.