It is a cliche to say that sportswriters whine, because we are accused of doing it far too often.
Case in point: Newsday colleague Neil Best and New York Post columnist Mike Vaccaro are already whining about the fact that it was raining in Phoenix when they arrived yesterday.
As we speak, the sun is out, and it's a glorious day. But no, these two seasoned professionals, both of whom ought to know by now that NO ONE CARES IF WE ARE INCONVENIENCED, NOR SHOULD THEY.
Best is an accomplished journalist who was selected as Newsday's co-blogger of the year along with Mark La Monica. And Vaccaro is a terrific columnist who has worked all over the country. He also has this annoying habit of writing superb columns in the time it takes us to transcribe post-game quotes (sorry, I'm whining, but it really is annoying, especially because he's so good).
Anyway, memo to Best and Vaccaro: You are hereby barred from publicly complaining about any aspect of the Super Bowl for the rest of the week.
Comments (3)
Oh yeah, that's what I want to hear... my "in the dead of winter" business trips take me to places like Akron and Chicago - NOT Phoenix for the Grand Daddy of all party's.
A little rain never hurt anyone but the Wicked Witch of the West... maybe that's it - your next look-a-like - Neil Best and a Flying Monkey - Just kidding Neil - we all know NKR is Glinda. :-)
There's no place like home, there's no place like home....
BNG:
I'm thinking PRECISELY of your mid-winter trips while accusing my brethren of whining too much. Enough, Best!
Best isn't whining about the weather, he is just observing it. His Yiddish translation is confusing you. The man is obsessed by the weather.