The Journalist Assignment of a Lifetime For the Ladies of SJ

I don't know which I feel worse for. The guy or the reporter. For different reasons, obviously. But man.

 

I feel sorry for him. Soulds like a real loser.

Hell, she's got an expense account that allows for $500 gigilos. Or is it gigilii?

 

I know it's the Post but on what fucking planet is it a good idea to not only ok this idea but run it in the goddamn paper?

I would have loved to sit in on THAT brainstorming session.

"Headless body in topless bar?"

"Done that."

"Shit."

"Tiger Woods banging skanks?"

"Pretty much tapped that out."

"Heh, you said tapped."

"Hey, wait a minute! Some brothel in Nevada has a prostidude. Why don't we send one of our female reporters out to take him for a spin?"

"BRILLIANT!"

 

Next week Mark Canizaro is doing a diary about playing Pebble Beach and banging one of Tiger's Skanks.

 

I thought almost every writer in the U.S. was a hasher? Every kennel I've ever run usually had three or four newspaper guys or gals in it.

on on

 

Wow.

 

Andrea Peyser was upset about David Cones bullpen warmup style. She must love this story.

 

I've been in a few of the news meetings with the guy who is now Ed-in-chief of the NY Post. Armchair, you pretty much have it down pat.
(I love how spell check suggested changing "ed-in-chief" to "anchovy.")

 

Because he eats a lot of pizza?

 

Don't know that, but he does love Vegemite and VB.

 

What's VB?

 

Victoria Bitter, of course! No proper Aussie would be caught dead drinking Foster's. That's just a marketing ploy for gullible Yanks.