Or 1950's D.O.A. (and its 1988 remake with Dennis Quaid and Meg Ryan), which predates them all.
Or 1950's D.O.A. (and its 1988 remake with Dennis Quaid and Meg Ryan), which predates them all.
The ghost of Nazi hunting present.
Is it safe?
The only thing worse than the Boston bandwagoners (“Bro, I’ve always lived in Pennsylvania but my cousin’s ex girlfriend went to Boston College and we partied there one time for St Paddy’s day. Boston Strong, bro, Boston Strong!”) are the New England academic brahmins boring the world to death with their essays on Sox …
A Red Sox fan criticizing another team’s fanbase would be like if Arby’s started doing restaurant reviews.
Red Sox fans are so insufferable I started rooting for the Yankees.
For sure, and if you look at the evolution of front offices since Moneyball it’s not at all surprising, but it’s funny to look at how quaint “walks are good, actually” looks compared to how things have become.
That’s kind of an amazing observation- I hadn’t ever compared the Crane/Lunhow Astros to Enron, but you’re right, they feel like they’re cut from the same cloth. Including Lunhow and Skilling’s McKinsey ties.
I’m sure that some Cornell-bred asshole screaming “U MAD BRO” at a group of female reporters is *exactly* the sabermetric future Billy Beane envisioned when he thought to move Scott Hatteberg to first base.
The infuriating thing to me is how this piece is both narrowly focused a single baseball team’s operations and yet also very much describes EVERYTHING about America-circa-2019.
I know what they are trying to accomplish by claiming the whole front office is responsible (if everyone’s at fault no one’s at fault), and I don’t even doubt that it is true, but I don’t know if they realize what a brutal fucking indictment it is of the entire organization. The culture in the front office is such…
What annoys me the most is not that the Astros would trade for Roberto Osuna, shit as a Yankees fan I’ve had to watch Aroldis Chapman close games the past few years. It’s their tone that none of this subject matter is up for discussion and in fact, we’re gonna rub it in your faces like the sleazy ivy league educated…
Replying to my own post. Right after I wrote this I found out my dad is on death’s door and it is only a matter of time.