I saw Anthony Mason in the flesh court side at an exhibition game in the 90s.

He ran out of people who’d rein in the most self-indulgent parts of his work. I miss the columns, mostly, and some fantastic writers came out of Grantland, but he lost something once he started rubbing elbows with the people he was writing about.

Can’t really begrudge him being rich and successful, or for using that to…

Same boat, although I’m not as tired of it yet. I hate him on TV - wish he’d write again. I enjoyed the nba trade value columns and superstar action belt etc. His gift is writing relatable articles, not poorly schmoozing in front of a camera.

The thing is, 15 year ago I really enjoyed Simmons. He was funny, actually wrote about sports, the pop culture thing was fresh - it was good stuff. I think Simmons falls under his whole Kanye rule - he is smart, but he knows it. Once he moved to Grantland I stopped reading him (partially because he stopped writing)…

God, I remember in college when I read Bill Simmons obsessively. He was never an incredible writer, but it is AMAZING how absolutely insufferable he became as he got full of his own shit. I can still go back and enjoy shit like the Levels of Losing and the Rules for Sports fans. As half-baked and as sophomoric as a…

Don’t forget that the WWE went into negotiations a few years ago with USA, thinking they were going to double or triple their rights fees, and had to eat their hat and the end. Sure, WWE is sports entertainment, but it’s still the same problem.

The Tomsula bit is inspired genius.