ON JOURNALISM

They don’t drink the sand because they’re thirsty, Lewis. They drink the sand because they don’t know the difference”

–Andrew Shepherd (Michael Douglas), The American President

After a particularly distressing week of sports journalism, I thought I’d devote this morning’s effort to a clinical and hopefully dispassionate examination of a few of the stories that caught my eye. This is not meant as an “epic takedown” and I won’t be spraying F-bombs all over the yard or personally insulting the authors (okay, maybe one).

Let’s begin with this piece from Monday (it was April Fool’s Day, so perhaps I failed to get the joke) by Sean Keeley of Awful Announcing. It is titled, “College basketball writers can’t stop carrying water for the NCAA against the evil scourge of the one-and-done.” A tad inflammatory, no?

The headline itself is intended to polarize, and implies, without any credible confirmation, that sportswriters who disagree with this writer’s point of view are inherently compromised. “Carrying water for” is code for promoting someone’s agenda, presumably someone more powerful. If you disagree with the author, who describes one-and-done as an “evil scourge,” you must be in Mark Emmert’s pocket, figuratively or literally.

The launch point for Keeley’s invective is that a number of writers noted, accurately, that this year’s Final Four is weighted with experienced squads (Virginia, Texas Tech and Michigan State, particularly) while the hot one-and-done programs, Duke and Kentucky, missed out. Regardless of what you may feel about the one-and-done rule, this is unassailably true. Pointing it out does not make you an NCAA water boy.

“... when writers and pundits are tripping over one another this week to claim victory over the one-and-done model, what their really doing is chastising players like Zion Williamson for ruining the integrity of the sport,” Keeley writes. Did I miss something? Did I just imagine all those columns and stories this winter lauding every last aspect, and rightfully so, of Zion Williamson? Should I even mention that Keeley used “their” instead of “they’re?”

Further down, Keeley writes, “Think of all the great teams of the 1990s who played for championships (UNLV, Duke, Arkansas, Michigan) and imagine how many of those players would have gone pro after one season had they been able.” They were all able. It was just an era in which few thought a player could go directly from high school to the NBA because only Moses Malone and Darryl Dawkins had done so with any modicum of success. Soon, Kobe Bryant and Kevin Garnett would shatter that misconception, which ultimately would lead to the one-and-done rule.

I looked up Keeley on Twitter and he seems to be fairly youthful; I’m presuming in his twenties. When I was in my twenties I wrote articles that, thankfully, veteran editors poked holes in long before they were published. And that’s just one problem with sports journalism in 2019: a paucity of older and more seasoned (notice how I did not type “wiser”; I would not want to “trigger” any avocado toast eaters) editors who are there as mentors and guides, as opposed to what we currently have, which is at most a copy editor and, if lucky, a “content producer” who may likely be the same age as someone like Keeley.

The errors are manifold: accusing another writer of being compromised simply for pointing out the truth; making declarations based on false assumptions (Michigan’s Fab Five were free to head to the NBA whenever they wanted). The accusation that even suggesting more seasoned teams have an advantage over unseasoned ones—maybe it’s just me, but I think the nucleus of this Duke squad could do serious damage in two years if they stayed together—translates to you being opposed to players being allowed to jump directly from high school to the NBA. Why can’t you be in favor of both?

And I don’t this is Keeley’s fault as much as it is the leadership at Awful Announcing, who are likely more concerned with how many clicks Keeley’s story got than its structural integrity. But it would be wrong to single out AA for this business approach. It is the way of internet media in 2019…

(To Be Cont.)

On Sunday, espn.com’s home page had, as its top story, Browns see projected win total jump 3 games.”

On an afternoon featuring Major League Baseball, the NBA, the NHL and the Elite Eight, the TOP story on the home page of the self-proclaimed “Worldwide Leader of Sports” was about an NFL franchise that last won an NFL playoff game 25 year ago. But it wasn’t even about a player they traded for, or a coaching change, or any cataclysmic event. The reason for this top-of-the-menu story was because a licensed Las Vegas bookmaker, CG Technology, projects the Browns to win NINE games next season.

Last season the Browns went 7-8-1. ESPN staff writer Ben Fawkes notes that “Cleveland’s win total opened at nine” and the headline, which Fawkes likely did not write, notes that the projected win total will “jump 3 games.” I do not know when 7 + 3 = 9, but if this is true, that’s an even bigger story than the Browns’ projected improvement.

I don’t fault Fawkes for doing his job. Sports media sites know that the NFL and gambling drive traffic, and driving traffic is incumbent for survival in a wasteland where no one pays for their news any more. But if you were to ask an editor who had the luxury of not whoring for clicks what the importance of a Vegas sports book, on the final day of March, forsoothing that an NFL team that has been irrelevant for a quarter-century will improve by two games (not three) next season, I imagine they’d be honest and reply, “Not much.”

And we all know, all of us, that the Browns will be an improved team next year. None of us need CG Technology to tell us that. Moreover, when and if the Browns improve by more or less than two games, a result we will all know in just nine (or is it ten?) months, is anyone going to go back and remind espn.com how useless this story was? No.

Think of the better things ESPN could’ve been doing with that space, like posting a huge feature on LeBron James’ first shoe deal 16 years ago (a story from 2018 that was re-posted this week, after the Lakers had been eliminated from the playoffs and James had been shut down for the season).

(TO BE CONT.)

Then on Tuesday, a headline on CNN’s home page noted that a new book details how Donald Trump allegedly cheats at golf (italics are mine). When you click on the story, you realize that it is not a CNN original piece but a story from Bleacher Report. This, in the biz, is hailed as cross-site synergy, but what it allows for is a degree of separation in terms of an established brand actually holding itself accountable for the poor journalism it hosts.

In the piece, author Scott Polacek does no original reporting. Zero. What he does is a book report on AP writer Zeke Miller’s story about author Rick Reilly’s new book, Commander In Cheat. Again, CNN’s site is hosting a piece written by a writer from another site who poached the work of a writer from yet a third publication.

Moreover, it would have taken Polacek no more than a minute to contact Reilly on Twitter, ask him for a follow for a DM, and per chance actually SPEAK to Reilly himself. I know Reilly well. The odds are Reilly would have gladly accepted Polacek’s follow request and have been happy to speak with him (granted, there is a chance that Polacek reached out to Reilly, but I’m going to wager that he did not).

I’m well aware that sites do not have money for travel expenses. I just spent $2,000 of my own money to report a story and I know that even after I am paid, I cannot hope to recoup more than a third of my investment. It’s literally costing me money to pursue journalism. Meanwhile, all Polacek needed to do was reach out to Reilly (easy) or better yet read the book himself (also easy) and that way he would have actually been practicing journalism, as opposed to turning yesterday’s Wendy’s hamburger into today’s Wendy’s chili, which is the literary equivalent of what transpired here.

But again, his editors/bosses don’t care. How many clicks did the story receive? This is all that matters to them. And increasingly, from some scary experiences I had at Newsweek earlier this decade, this is how far too many millennials in the business measure their own worth as journalists. By the number of clicks.

(TO BE CONT.)

Finally, we arrive at this piece yesterday from Will Leitch in New York Magazine, titled “The Era Of The Old Athlete Is Over.”

Is it, though? Leitch leads off by using former Seattle Mariner pitcher Jamie Moyer, who retired at age 49, as his paragon of a bygone age when athletes stuck around longer. He refers to Moyer as “beloved,” which let’s be honest, he never was. No one despised Moyer, but Jamie Moyer (Digger Phelps’ son-in-law, by the way), never held fans in thrall in the manner that Gaylord Perry, who retired at age 45, or Nolan Ryan (46) did. Moyer was an aloof ballplayer who at best inspired indifference.

But that’s beside the point. Moyer, who started every five days and played most of his career with the Seattle Mariners, is the example of what once was. Where ever might someone find a counterpoint to Leitch’s example? Like, imagine if an everyday player had continued to produce on the diamond well into his forties? Imagine if such a player had even once been a teammate of Moyer’s? Imagine if that player, destined for the Hall of Fame and truly beloved as a player (on two continents) had retired only last week?

That might blow up Leitch’s premise. Which is why he never mentioned Ichiro Suzuki.

I won’t even do more than name-drop Tom Brady and Vince Carter but guess what? Their names are not found in Leitch’s story, either.

Leitch does make one truly salient point: pro golf is getting younger as there are dozens of players on tour who can drive a tee shot 300 yards whereas in 2002 there was only one: Tiger Woods. This is an excellent argument in favor of golf getting younger (younger players hit for more power) but not in favor of sports in general getting younger.

How do I know that? Roger Federer, Rafael Nadal and Serena Williams are all still winning grand slam events well into their thirties, which used to be ancient in tennis.

Are these obvious holes in his argument something that his editor at NYmag.com cared about? Probably not. Leitch has a high degree of visibility on the web, which is one reason why SI Now hired him to host his own web show (even though he does not actually write for SI). His stories are going to get clicks, no matter whether they are based on a flawed premise.

Nobody cares any more.

(TO BE CONT.)


IT’S ALL HAPPENING!

by John Walters

Tweet Me Right


Seven weeks? Seven?

Starting Five

Nipsey Hustle

In tribute to slain L.A. rapper Nipsey Hussle, fellow L.A. native Russell Westbrook posts the second 20-20-20 game in NBA history, and the first since Wilt Chamberlain did so on February 2, 1968. Westbrook’s 20 points, 20 rebounds and 21 assists at home versus the Lakers, of all squads, needed an extra assist.

With a minute remaining and Russ at 18 boards, Billy Donovan attempted to sub out his four of his starting five. Russ refused to come out, grabbed Steven Adams’ free throw miss, then grabbed a defensive board before the clock expired.

The Nipsey Hussle assassination is tragic, of course. Gotta note, though, that for many of us over the age of, say 50, when we first heard the name we had no idea who he was and our first thoughts went to Match Game.

2. Commander In Cheat


Love that my man Rick Reilly was able to turn this project around in only a year.

Behind the Music: Riles phoned me early last April (early in the month, not early in the day) and offered me the chance to be his researcher on this project. I thanked him and passed: meticulous research is not my jam. But I did put him in contact with Friend of the Blog Moose, who is nothing if not detail-oriented and painstakingly thorough. She became His Girl Friday and though they still have never met in person, theirs was a fruitful and mutually beneficial pairing.

I will take credit for one more thing: Riles getting himself into Bedminster, Trump’s N.J. club and summer weekend getaway. With the help of an old friend, a regular weekender there, I was able to procure that for Riles. Happy to do so.

3. Sheep Thrill


Sometimes we just include an item because of the headline opportunity. You know it. We know it.

4. Dumbo! Donbo!

Maybe why he’s no fan of wind?

It’s only Wednesday and Donald Trump has already claimed that wind energy does not work if the wind is not blowing (false) and that it may cause cancer (false). He’s also punting health care until after the 2020 election because A) he does not actually have a plan, B) if he wins, he won’t have a plan for the next four years, either, and C) who needs health care between now and January 2021?

Oh, he also claimed that his father Fred was born in Germany. Fred was born in New York. Yeah, Donald Trump just birthered his own dad.

It’s not how idiotic Trump is. It’s how idiotic those that still blindly follow him are. They lack a certain, what’s the word…deepness?

5. Chicago Mayor (Tuesdays on NBC!)

History made in the nation’s third-largest city, as Chicago elects Lori Lightfoot mayor. A female, an African-American and a lesbian. That’s a MAGA triple-whammy! Lightfoot is the Windy City’s first female African-American mayor and its first openly gay mayor and if this has anything to do with Jussie Smollett’s release, we’ll just face-palm.

Lightfoot had never been elected to public office, but don’t get in a huff, kids. She’s not a community organizer. She’s a former federal prosecutor.

Music 101

Bad At Love

Mock New Jersey all you like, but my Garden State has produced Sinatra, Springsteen and—not in the same class, we know—and Halsey. This was her breakout single from the summer of 2017 that hit No. 5 on the Billboard charts. Her artist name is both an anagram of her first name (Ashley) and an homage to Brooklyn’s Halsey St. subway station.

Remote Patrol

The Highwaymen

Netflix

Kevin Costner comes full circle, from his first big starring role more than 30 years ago as a 1930s law man chasing a notorious gangster (Al Capone in The Untouchables) to a 1930s law man chasing a notorious pair of bank robbers (Bonnie and Clyde). No one’s going to mistake this for Bonnie and Clyde (1967), but you have Costner and Woody Harrelson tooling around the Dust Bowl states in a 1934 Henry Ford chasing America’s first celebrity mass murderers. And yeah, you may get a little sense of True Detective deja vu as Woody drives around rural Louisiana with his law man partner.

Best reason to watch this: to appreciate just how good and underrated an actor Costner is. He was terrific in a minor role two years ago in Molly’s Game. He’s excellent here as the star.

IT’S ALL HAPPENING!

by John Walters

Tweet Me Right


 And respectfully, I’ve decided that I require 3 dozen MS-13 gang members to defend my home and family. It’s not your call, Joe. It’s mine. 

Starting Five

1. They’re Baaaaaack

After a frigid first half in which Notre Dame trailed Stanford 31-26, the Irish put up 26 in the third quarter and 32 in the fourth to defeat the Cardinal the Chicago region final, 84-68. Muffet’s Marauders advance to their seventh Final Four in the past nine seasons and will meet a familiar foe: Connecticut.

That’s Friday night. You know what happened last year, on Good Friday. Arike! That was Notre Dame’s first victory versus Connecticut in nine games. An omen? The Irish have won two national championships, and both time did so after defeating the Huskies in the semi-final.

The other semi? Kim Mulkey’s Baylor versus Final Four newcomers Oregon.

2. Heart of Stone*

*The judges will also accept “Angie-oplasty”

Now we know why the Rolling Stones had to postpone their North American summer tour: lead singer Mick Jagger, 75, needs to have a valve in his heart replaced. The surgery will take place Friday in New York and here’s hoping surgeons will not let it bleed.

3. North, By Northwest Missouri State

No Division I men’s basketball team has completed an undefeated season with an NCAA championship since the Indiana Hoosiers in 1976. But this weekend Division II Northwest Missouri State (38-0) did so by capping their year with a 64-58 victory over Point Loma Nazarene.

For the Bearcats, the fifth D-2 school to put together an undefeated championship season but the first with more 32 victories, it was the second natty in three seasons. Head coach Ben McCollum, he must be pretty good. He started two freshmen and a sophomore in a division with nary a one-and-done player. Didn’t matter. 38-0. Take a bow.

The Bearcats have also won three national championships in football in the past five seasons. What are they doing in Maryville, Missouri, and how are they doing it?

4. To Cav And Cav Not

We did not want the NBA regular season to end without noting that we saw the Cleveland Cavaliers sporting these duds versus the Celtics last week and we dig them. Sure, it’s all about getting fans to shell out $110 on a jersey they don’t already own, and we think we’d look ridiculous wearing one (the gray chest hair burbling over the neck line, not a good look), but those are sweet for the players, no?

By the way, in case you were unaware, the three teams with the worst records in the NBA all have the same chance to land the No. 1 pick, or Zion. Those three teams are the Knicks, Suns and Cavaliers. The fourth team is the Bulls, who would need to lose out and hope the Suns go 3-1 or the Cavs 2-2 simply to tie.

5. To Calve and Calve Not

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fTldGhntdgY

Calving glacier in Iceland. Not the type of wave you want to catch or be caught by. Nature, still cool.

Music 101

I Eat Cannibals

This is about as low-rent as New Wave got in the Eighties. The British synth-pop girl group Toto Cuelo took this to No. 8 in the UK in 1982 and No. 66 in the U.S. in 1983. Let’s forget we ever saw or heard this, shall we?

Biblio Files

The Jersey Brothers

by Sally Mott Freeman

We absolutely LOVED this book and tore through all 520 or so pages in four days. The author’s story is personal, familial: her father and his two brothers all served in the United States Navy in World War II. This is the story of their harrowing and historic odyssey. Freeman’s father, Bill Mott, was in charge of the Map Room at the White House and enjoyed face-to-face access to FDR and Churchill, among others. One uncle, Bert Mott, was the gunnery sergeant of the U.S.S. Enterprise, the most resilient aircraft carrier in the Pacific theater. Bill and Bert were Annapolis alums.

The youngest brother, Barton Cross (their half-brother), washed out of Annapolis and took what was thought to be a safe job as a supply officer in the Philippines. Instead, Barton was wounded and taken prisoner by the Japanese in December of 1941.

Freeman’s book, which took her 10 years to write, is a quest to learn the details of the paths of those three men during World War II. In so doing, she puts readers at Pearl Harbor, Midway, Iwo Jima, Okinawa, and all over the Philippines. The Jersey Brothers, who came from Eatontown, just a few miles south of where we grew up, ranks right up there with Unbroken and Flags Of Our Fathers in terms of relatively recent World War II tomes. It is incredible and Freeman, a first-time author, does a fine job of staying out of the way and allowing the facts to transfix us. Heroic. And tragic.

 

IT’S ALL HAPPENING!

by John Walters

 

Starting Five

Duke Done

Three of Duke’s five starters will be taken among the first seven picks, at worst, of this spring’s NBA draft, but that wasn’t enough. Michigan State takes down the Blue Devils, who’d been living dangerously ever since the second round, 68-67.

Meanwhile, Coach K inexplicably fails to follow the Jimmy Chitwood Rule (“Give the ball to your best player in a win-or-lose possession”) and lets R.J. Barrett go for the winning bucket. Barrett makes just one of two free throws, Zion Williamson never gets a touch, and that’s the end of this mini-Duke era. Great talents, yes, but in the end Duke only advances as far as Purdue, Gonzaga and Kentucky.

Our old friend Matt Zemek pointed out that the Blue Devils, for all the attention they garner (no college hoops teams garners more, and certainly didn’t this season; ESPN basically held a memorial service for Zion on SportsCenter last night), have only been to two Final Fours in the past 15 years. Here is a list of schools that have advanced to as many or more in that same time span: Louisville, Villanova, North Carolina, Wisconsin, Ohio State, Butler, Florida, Michigan State, UCLA, Michigan, Kansas, Kentucky, Butler and Syracuse in the same time frame.

Meanwhile, Geno Auriemma and Connecticut just advanced to their 12th consecutive Final Four. Is there less parity in women’s basketball (yes) but given that both coaches routinely pick from the top of the recruiting tree, one of them has a more bountiful harvest.

Louisville Sluggers

Edwards was outstanding in defeat

Somebody lost in Louisville on Saturday evening, but that’s only because the rules dictate somebody must. Purdue and Virginia played an overtime classic. Carsen Edwards was unconscious, burying ten threes and scoring 42 points. Kyle Guy of Virginia was nearly as special, though, with five threes (all after halftime) and 25 points. Although, on UVA’s season-saving play, three different Wahoos (Ty Jerome, Mamadi Diakite, Kihei Clark, and again Daikite) touched the ball, none of them guy.

The Louisville regional was bonkers. On Thursday night, Tennessee led Purdue by 2 in the 3 seconds and lost in overtime. Two nights later, Purdue led UVA by 2 in the final 6 seconds and lost in overtime.

It’ll be a Duke-free (for the 13th time in the past 15 seasons, mind you) Final Four, but what will be un is that three of the four schools have never cut down the nets. Only Michigan State has.

3. We Were At Your Funeral, Denise

We’d never heard of writer/cable news provocateur D.C. McAllister before last week (and surely she’d never heard of us), but then she sent out a nasty tweet about The View, and then Meghan McCain launched a meme in reply (“You were at my wedding, Denise”). That got the ball rolling.

Then McAllister sent out a tweet about being a good wife and getting her hubby a beer and shutting her trap during the UNC game (they live in North Carolina) and advised fellow ladies to do the same by their men. Then Twitter got all “You ain’t woke, girl!” on her, after which she clapped back at fellow writer Yashar Ali, who is gay, for being among the pitchfork-toting horde, with a series of tweets:

“A gay man commenting on a heterosexual relationship is just. Sad. Pathetic really,”

“I think @yashar has a crush on me. Maybe I’m making him doubt his love of penis,” 

“Oh so sad. @yashar is lost. He doesn’t know his purpose as a man. He doesn’t know his purpose as a human being. He doesn’t know his purpose as an Individual. So he wallows and tries to find himself in another man’s asshole.”

And then The Federalist decided to, how do we say it in 2019, “part ways” with her. And of course now will come the “what ever happened to free speech” brush back from her defenders. So it goes…

4. Zagat’s Gonna Explode

NYC’s finest culinary establishment

Props to the Los Angeles Times for not forgetting today’s date with their “For Cramped New York, An Expanding Dining Scene” piece.

“Surrounded by rats, black trash bags and graffiti-tagged storefronts on Broadway Street, New York’s primary thoroughfare, I wondered aloud if I would be able to find a decent meal in what was surely a culinary heart of darkness.”

(This would have been an accurate observation in 1977)

5. Nobody Wins! (Again)

Race founder Gary “Lazarus Lake” or “Laz” Cantrell, who is himself not nor has he ever been, a runner

At the annual Barkleys Marathon, a rural Tennessee race inspired by the escape of Martin Luther King, Jr.’s assassin, James Earl Ray, nobody finished. Yet again.

Forty runners went out this weekend on the 100-mile multi-loop course, including the only man to ever finish Barkleys three times, Jared Campbell, and the last man to finish it, two years ago, John Kelly. They, too, tapped out before the deadline.

What makes the Barkleys so near-impossible (15 total finishers since 1986) is that the course is nearly unmarked and the weather and terrain is inhospitable. But mostly it’s the getting lost. The Barkleys is like doing a Rubik’s Cube blindfolded, pretty much.

Music 101

Juke Box Hero

When Lou Gramm sings, “One guitar!” two guitars suddenly jam. Just sayin’… We never really got into Foreigner, but they had quite the successful run in the late Seventies/early Eighties. This, off their fourth album, 4 (at least Spinal Tap took the time to conjure album titles like Intravenous De Milo and Shark Sandwich), was one of a plethora of Top 40 hits.

Remote Patrol

The Tender Trap

6 p.m. TCM

Frank Sinatra, Debbie Reynolds and Celeste Holm (she was a glue guy of Fifties films) star in a 1955 romantic comedy. I doubt any of you will watch this, but just humor me.