Chris Sale's mindset after trade from Red Sox to Braves - ESPN

CHRIS SALE IS in a new clubhouse, a new uniform, a new city, all part of his third act. He's content, a far cry from where he's been in recent years. He's also not ready to call this newest phase of his career a rebirth, even if that's how it might look to a baseball world that seemed to have forgotten him in recent years.

«That sounds like a Disney movie,» he says. «I'm not, I guess, sentimental as that. I'm just playing baseball.»

Maybe it's that simple. Playing is something he's done far too sparingly over the past half-decade, and it eats at him, this notion of fragility, of unfinished business. Sale has always been at his best when he has something to prove. First, with the Chicago White Sox, who took him with the 13^th pick in the 2010 draft when other teams thought he was too skinny, his delivery too unorthodox. Then with the Boston Red Sox, who introduced him to a bigger stage — and playoff baseball — and two years later moshed around him when he secured the final out of the 2018 World Series.

Now, too many injuries later, it's with the Atlanta Braves, arguably the best team in baseball. They turned to him this winter to fortify their latest championship run, betting on Sale's makeup and pedigree as much as the left arm that might well have some dazzle left in it.

To avoid excessive Disneyfication, perhaps it's best to characterize Sale's present state as a new beginning. His body is finally right. He is pumping fastballs at 97 mph and spinning sliders like the most dominant version of himself and competing like few in the game do. The disappointment, the disillusionment, the dismay — the stuff that prompted him to question if he even wanted to play anymore — is slowly fading into the ether, leaving Sale room not