…to sports columnist and world class pud Jay Mariotti, one of the biggest assholes in the city of Chicago. Mariotti for no apparent reason was a sport columnist for the Chicago Sun-Times, and can still be seen on ESPN’s Around the Horn. For some reason, Chicago has very few really good sports columnists, especially for a sports mad town, but Mariotti was the worst. He’s the kind of guy who even though you’d avoid reading him, the fact he was there was like a mental cold sore that you’d occasionally notice aching.
Mariotti’s popularity with his peers is evident this morning from two full pages of Mariotti-bashing in his former paper as his leaving is announced. One story involves a reader who stopped reading the paper because of Mariotti, and has now returned. Another prints text messages, one of which notes, “This just might be the one of the happiest days of my life, next to my wedding day, the birth of my son, and watching the Sox win the World Series.” Another calls it a “joyous day.” Another writes “Snoopy Dance!’ Congrats, Jay, in the midst of a bitter baseball rivalry and an upcoming presidential election, you’ve brought the city together.
The third story is an article on how various local sports players, managers, on-air talent and executives are celebrating Mariotti’s departure. Mariotti is called a liar, a bad writer and a coward (he never went to club houses or actually talked to the players and such he was constantly bashing on a day to day basis.) One sub-head describes him as “a flip-flopper to the end.” All true, by the way.
Ding, dong, the witch is dead. Far freakin’ out. Hey, Jay, maybe Dusty Baker can get you a job in Cincinnati.
