YIKES! Pearlman or Lupica?! This might be your toughest decision since Spillane-Coonan!
The other day, while appearing on a panel at Blogs with Balls, I committed an act that I go out of my way to never, ever do: I ripped another journalist.
...The writer I bashed was Mike Lupica of the Daily News here in New York. Lupica is slammed quite often—usually on sportsjournalists.com, usually anonymously. At Blogs with Balls, my take wasn’t anonymous. It probably should have been, but it wasn’t.
Anyhow, my problem with Lupica is no different than my problem with many athletes: The sheer, galling arrogance.
...Hence, when I see a guy like Lupica doing the Jesus two-step; when I hear him dogging editors; bemoaning fellow writers; complaining about not getting this or that; well, it irks the hell out of me. It really does. I know of too many people—good people—who have been at the receiving end of a Lupica rant. I also hate the need too many of my writing peers have to become celebs. I watch Lupica, and I see a man who yearns to be recognized. We all have egos, but, well, yeah.
This doesn’t mean he’s necessarily a bad guy at heart. And, at his best, Lupica’s certainly a talented scribe. But perspective is a funny thing. Once lost, it’s awfully hard to retain. One day, when Mike Lupica no longer has a job … when ESPN stops calling and the Daily News folds, I believe he’ll find it.
Until then—wake up, bud. Wake up.