Buzz Bissinger can be a major lout. It’s a funny thing to say about the best writer in the city, but few who know him would disagree. It’s doubtful even he’d object. I once criticized something he wrote for the Daily News that struck me as beneath his formidable talent. He shot me an email that said: “ … what you wrote was a gratuitous cheap shot that you tried to mitigate with faint praise. Maybe the best writer in the city? Gee thanks. Such a big honor.”
Mark Kram, Jr., who writes about sports as his day job, has a new book, his first. It’s called Like Any Normal Day. It’s nonfiction, a story he first reported for his newspaper, and though sports provide the context it’s really about the cruel twist of fate. It’s a story so rife with moments of heartbreak you want to take a knee.
I just watched a video of a woman showing off her apartment in her underpants. It was titled “Me and My Place.” It was handsomely shot and cleverly edited. Music by Spiritualized played in the background. I like the music of Spiritualized. The woman in the underpants was Carly Craig. She’s an actress. She’s in that new Three Stooges movie.
A year ago, almost to the day, I profiled Doug Collins for Philadelphia magazine. The story was titled “Doug Collins, Sixer Savior.” The subhead asked: “How did he turn around the most wretched sports franchise in town?”
How you feeling about that war in Afghanistan these days? Ready to sign up for duty?
Afghanistan is the war no one covers much, the war that rarely comes up in presidential debates, the war being fought in the rural hills and mountains of a country with a corrupt government a bazillion miles from here, the war with an enemy that specializes in sleight of hand, the war where nothing is ever as it seems or like anything we’ve ever seen.
Yesterday the New York Times announced that it will cut back the number of articles it allows nonsubscribers to read free, from 20 a month to 10. After 10 reads, the site will prompt the reader to sign up for a subscription.
I know what you’re thinking. There will be ways to sneak around, under and over the NYT wall.