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"He'd been rich and he'd been poor and rich was better."
- John Helyar on Jerry Reinsdorf
When sportswriting gets in its own way.
What they’re saying about the C.C. Sabathia hypercontract. . . is exactly what they’ve been saying about hypercontracts for some time now.
A pair of related news items make the Chicago Tribune even more meta than we ever imagined.
What this year’s MVP voting means, and what it means for you.
The sports media longs for the World Series of yore – but no one’s really sure why.
Cover your eyes, fans: the Boston Red Sox may be on the verge of murdering baseball itself.
They went 100 miles, 200 miles, 300 miles, and the train kept-a-rollin’.
We could be heroes, just for staving off total humiliation another day.
Strange times get stranger at the Chicago Tribune: Owner sam Zell is being sued by his employees. . . . . . their most valuable asset is under fire for receiving scheduling favors from Major League Baseball. . . . . . the biggest news in local sports media isn’t local sports news but news about local sports [...]
[Editor's note: This was prepared before today's news became public. Oh, irony!] Three things to watch for as two likely playoff teams enter the Octagon this weekend: The ressurection of White Sox offense. If Paul Konerko and Jim Thome continue to hit, the 3-6 of Carlos Quentin, Jim Thome, Jermaine Dye, and Konerko could be more than enough to [...]
You have to love Chicago baseball in September. No matter where you live or who you root for, everyone is but one headline away from another season of failure: Is this Hell? No, it’s Cleveland Tests on Sox’ Quentin ‘good so far’ Ozzie: Fields’ fielding must improve E-5? Crede says no contract error made Zambrano [...]
On the difference between sports reporting and sports blogging and why you can probably ignore this site forever.
Things to watch for as the Sox go to Fenway: Hawkeroo rejoicing the departure of Jay Mariotti, but in a sad kind of way. Every man is defined as much by his enemies as he is by his friends, and to say the ever-jubilant Hawk is an exception would be a lie. Every man needs [...]
One man’s last day at work, as celebrated for miles in every direction.
It’s not doom and gloom until it actually dooms you. Here your editor stupidly explains why there’s nothing left to fear.