Paul Sullivan: August was the month the Chicago White Sox were waiting for. Instead it might have killed their playoff dreams.

Every year August flies by and we wonder where it went.

It feels like the shortest month because it comes at the end of summer, and let’s face it, summer is all we have in this climate-cursed town, so we treasure it while it lasts.

August also was supposed to be the month the Chicago White Sox got their mojo back. It began with high hopes and the widespread belief things finally would get back to normal with the team mostly healthy and the schedule easing up.

Playing in the game’s worst division helped. Everyone was quite