Literary Crutches

1:11 pm EST November 28th, 2005 | Sports | 5 Comments

I’m not the biggest Michael Wilbon fan. I don’t expect the home town columnist to be a cheerleader for the team, but Wilbon is a Chicago importee who actively hates the D.C. teams — especially the Redskins (Thomas Boswell and Tony Kornheiser manage to be fair in their columns without being homers), but the thing I hate about his columns the most? He can’t seem to get one out without saying “sorry, no account”. What’s up with that?

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5 Responses to “Literary Crutches”

  1. briffy says:
    November 28, 2005 at 2:11 pm

    i wouldn’t say wilbon hates the DC teams, but he is excessively negative towards them. it’s been hard to take him seriously ever since he got his ESPN show anyway

  2. Big Gay Al says:
    November 28, 2005 at 2:11 pm

    It’s part and parcel of living in a big metropolis as opposed to a town. In New York, the top sports pundits are pair of dudes known as Mike and the Mad Dog. The Mad Dog (Chris Russo) is a San Fran Giants fan, and absolutely loathes the Yankees. Yet their pairing outdraws Rush Limbaugh on the radio.

  3. MNObserver says:
    November 28, 2005 at 10:11 pm

    Why would anyone admit to loving/liking/tolerating a team with a name so distasteful as the “Redskins?”

    Ewww.

  4. Oliver Willis says:
    November 28, 2005 at 11:11 pm

    I don’t care if you come from out of town originally, but if your columns were always hinting about how much you loved your hometown teams while crapping on the DC teams — there’d be a problem. It’s like me moving to Miami and writing about how much the Dolphins stink because they’re not the Redskins.

  5. 16 says:
    November 28, 2005 at 11:11 pm

    Dude’s been in Washington since he was 22, 25 years ago.

    I’m a MIlwaukee BRewers fan, but if I ever get a gig writing about the Brewers or the Packers, an I REALLY an outsider because I came to Wisconsin to go college, from Hagerstown, Maryland, twenty-one years ago.

    I don’t think so, Oliver.