And apparently, the NY Post’s treatment of Alex Rodridguez is a major invasion of privacy, too.
First of all, this isn’t the first time the Post has connected A-Rod to an adult entertainment establishment. Secondly, there’s a word for male celebrities who are regularly linked to strip joints. But since I don’t have Kevin Spacey’s number, I can’t ask what he thinks of all this.
One of Baseball Think Factory’s more reasoned commentators was moved to make the following statement :
It seems to me that sites like Deadspin, Can’t Stop The Bleeding, Kissing Suzy Kolber, and With Leather brought on the Liz Smith version of sports coverage. My railing against Will Leitch is mainly sour grapes. It sounds like he has a fun job [but I have an inkling of a doubt about that Berman story which propelled Deadspin into my consciousness (and likely the consciousness of others.)] Meanwhile, I spend more time posting here than performing my boring paperpushing that I’m supposed to do in this adult day care center that is called my job.
Hey, hang on a minute, pal. Not only does CSTB predate each and every member of the yuckster blog frat cited by a wide margin, but a) I don’t get the comparison and b) much as I’m happy to characterize their daily offerings as one-giant-suckfest, since when did tabloid gossip columns take their cue from blogs? Believe it or not, when Jose Canseco was seen leaving Madonna’s apartment in 1904, said story wasn’t blog-inspired. When Wade Boggs was in the midst of Margo Adamsgate, he couldn’t have spelled blog if you’d spotted him the log (and perhaps he still can’t).
1904? Did they even have typewriters back then?
Gutenberg (NOT STEVE) is punk rock.
Okay, I’m that “more reasoned commentator”. (Did Repoz say that I was reasoned? I need to have a word with him.) I’ll admit that I don’t read you too often, so I apologize if I mischaracterized your site. I’ve spent most of this early evening perusing it and it doesn’t seem as sensationalistic as the others that I mentioned. The one post of yours that sticks out in my mind was from last summer. It was an open letter to John Sterling from resiidents of the Hiroshima or Nagasaki expressing dismay aat his Arod home run call.
“since when did tabloid gossip columns take their cue from blogs? Believe it or not, when Jose Canseco was seen leaving Madonna’s apartment in 1904, said story wasn’t blog-inspired. ”
I forget the particulars, but I believe that the stalkerrazi where following Madonna that May nite back in 1991.
“When Wade Boggs was in the midst of Margo Adamsgate, he couldn’t have spelled blog if you’d spotted him the log (and perhaps he still can’t).”
Yeah, that came out in a Penthouse interview.
In any case, my first comment on that thread was: “So is the Post sports section now mimicing Will Leech (sic) and Deadspin or are they mimicing the rest of their paper?” I honestly don’t know, but it could be either.
Early on when that site was in it’s infancy, Leitch typed: “The way this works, of course, is through tips, your tips, and we need them. Our line is always open at [email protected]. See an athlete down at the strip club, tipping poorly? Email us. See an ESPN anchor accidentally denigrate an entire ethnicity on live television? Email us. Serving as mistress for that high-profile family-values quarterback? Email us, email us, email us. We’re nothing without you.”
But Newscorp doesn’t need the National Enquirer of sports to inspire them towards gossip. Unfortunately, no one wanted to discuss my comments at BTF. Instead it turned into a discussion about strip cloub anecdotes.
EWK,
the letter to Sterling was by me. Either way, apology accepted. I’m not above sensationalism, granted, but it’s my own style.
I have no strip club anecdotes I am willing to share. But if anyone is looking for an antidote, write to me privately and I’ll do what i can.
GC