Twenty-four hours after yet another MLB trade deadline at which the Chicago White Sox failed to make any significant changes to a team described by its own GM, Rick Hahn as “mired in mediocrity,” Chicago media is mercilessly (and justifiably) laying waste to the beleaguered franchise.

Beyond the usual verbal volleys fired from frothing-at-the-mouth talk radio shows, print and online media boast headlines reflecting the anger of a frustrated fanbase and include gems like: Take the Rest of the Season Off, White Sox Fans, White Sox Can’t Shake Sameness at Trade Deadline, and White Sox Fans Deserve Some Apology For 2016.

Jon Greenberg of The Athletic pleads the Sox fans’ case in his Open Invite to the Chairman:

White Sox fans have every right to be irate, to crave some direction for their perennially lost club… there’s a clear lack of trust in the team’s direction. Given the club has never (ever) made the postseason in consecutive seasons, that distrust shows up in the box office. There are plenty of Sox fans in Chicago, the organization just doesn’t give them the impetus to buy season tickets.‘s Tim Baffoe asks:

Has there been a worse year in your lifetime to root for the Chicago White Sox? The only year comparable for me in sheer open-palmed insult is the infamous White Flag year of 1997, but even that wasn’t a long drawn-out series of the team jamming a thumb into various pressure points.

Steve Rosenbloom opines on his oh so cleverly named Rosenblog:

The idea was to trade Chris Sale or Jose Quintana for four or five more players better than Charlie Tilson to give White Sox fans a reason to care about the next two months and hopefully the next few years with a quickly rebuilt system and organizational philosophy. Or even trade David Robertson or Todd Frazier for two more Charlie Tilsons and give some indication better stuff was coming. But no. Sorry. Just one Charlie Tilson, the outfielder acquired in a trade for Zach Duke last weekend. Class dismissed, Sox fans.

To add insult to injury, while the world is falling down around Sox fans in flames without a discernible plan from its braintrust to right the ship, eight miles to the north Cubs fans are enjoying insanely entertaining walk-off wins, arguably the most heralded haul at the trade deadline, and the best record in all of baseball. And as history has shown, Cubs joy is  a Sox fan’s most bitter pill to swallow.