In a column presumably composed before the Lakers’ 87-81 Game 3 win over the Celtics last night, the LA Times‘ Lt. Dangle-baiting T.J. Simers questions the contributions of a Boston voyuer he calls “a jerk of all trades”. Sadly, he’s not going after Scott Pollard, but rather, 38 Pitches‘ Curt Schilling. “There’s no bigger sissy than a hit-and-run blogger,” sneers Simers,. who clearly never watched an episode of Peter Ivers’ “New Wave Theatre”.
If Schilling has got something to write, let’s see him come to Los Angeles, stand outside the Lakers’ locker room and get cussed out by Vanessa Bryant like every other blogger. Talk about bloody socks.
He writes nice things about Kevin Garnett, which makes you wonder who gave him the courtside tickets, and also writes that he “saw a seven-footer (Pau Gasol) who grabbed like four rebounds and spent the entire game whining about getting fouled.”
OK, so everything he wrote wasn’t off base.
But then he goes after our very own consummate team player, the Beloved One, writing that he really doesn’t know much about Bryant, but “what I do know is what I got to see up close and hear. (It) was unexpected.”
Come on, if the Celtics are going to let an over-the-hill pitcher/blogger sit close to the Lakers’ bench, the Lakers should put Jason Schmidt adjacent to Boston’s bench.
Maybe Kobe will come out aggressively and really show them, Schilling inspiring Bryant, and I wonder how that plays in Boston, Schilling doing more for the Lakers than the Red Sox or Celtics.
I guess Schilling should have printed out his post, handed it to Kobe personally, then punched him in the mouth.
or, if we’re to believe Simers’ lovely approaches to Jeff Kent and Andruw Jones, visited the Lakers locker room and goaded Kobe just prior to tipoff.
I’m all for bashing Schilling but the actual Simers post is really weak. He never really does make a point. I would point out, for example, that Schilling sounds more disingenuous than usual by ripping Kobe and then saying “I am not making this observation in a good or bad way, I have no idea how the guys in the NBA play or do things like this, but I thought it was a fascinating bit of insight for me to watch someone in another sport who is in the position of a team leader and how he interacted with his team and teammates.” Schill, if you want to stir the shit, walk right through the front door like a man. That was one long fucking blog entry and he does everything he can to sound like the most naive onlooker instead of giving us his splendid veteran athlete take on what he sees. Coward. That Jason Schmidt attempt-at-comedy comment makes me really suspicious that ‘T.J. Simers’ isn’t the nom de plume of one Benjamin Schwartz.
And with that incisive comment, Rog’s campaign for the Deadspin editorial chair begins.