Rick Reilly -- What happened?

And what's with all the sponsorships?
Listening to a ballgame on the radio - everything short of the manager scratching himself is sponsored.

 

Having to endure Harry Moskowitz's preening and the results of his diminished eyesight, in tandem with everything on Yankee radio broadcasts being sponsored with the possible exception of Joe's bowel movements . . . a horror show, for certain.

 

My thoughts exactly. I hadn't read a Reilly column in quite awhile. This was a terrible one to come back to.

 

thank you. That was the first thing I thought of but was too lazy to look it up.

 

If America could recycle with the same consistency that Reilly does, landfills would be a thing of the past.

 

So what will be next, grunting in women's tennis or why (a) the All-Star Game or (b) the Olympics aren't as fun as they used to be?

 

Nope. After Tiger wins at The Greenbrier this week, it will be how he really is back.

 

The answer is in the SI archives.

 

I know one thing: If he shows up on set at Lytham later this month with Tirico, Strange, and Azinger....they might find Reilly's hollowed out corpse whipping across one of the tops of the flagsticks.

 

The deal with airline food. Covering the Olympics. A round of badly played golf.

There isn't enough THC around to make one of these columns funny.

 

As for Reilly's next column....

"Basketball: slow it down some, wouldya"

 

"Crashing press boxes, accompanied by unauthorized individuals"