Amazing sports writing is hard to come by. Sometimes, you just want the facts, and the same guy I ridiculed earlier today delivered here.
This is exactly what I want in my sports writing. Short, to the point, and a dig at the common man. (I’ve been cynical for so long that I don’t know if that’s sarcasm or not.)
As a special bonus link, however, check out this from Deadspin, which is dangerously close to being a legitimate sports writing site.
I love the name Mac Speedie. I would love to pretend that his entire family planned for this eventuality when Ebeneezer Whoozahowzer, III came over and renamed himself Jack Speedie in hopes that one day his great-great grandson could develop game-changing speed and totally rock at a sport which hadn’t been invented yet.