December 12, 2009
Regurgitated reflux reheated and re-served
So the other morning, I'm watching SportsCenter while having coffee. And I notice that writer Rick Reilly is in one of the anchor chairs. And he's really bad.
That's not a criticism, just an observation. Anyone who's been on TV knows that it's an unnatural experience.
But Reilly was bad, even by middle-age schlumpy writer standards. And it irritated me. So I go and do what every 44-year-old man does to vent his spleen.
I tell it to Twitter:
Allow me to put the reference in context:
Stay classy, Jeff.
Only one problem. People read things on Twitter.
People like the good folks at Deadpin. They did the very important public service of combing through Twitter to pull a common thread through the sweater of outrage.
In that sweater was this:
To recap: I watched a show that regurges sports clips, then went on a social media site that regurges opinions to vomit outrage about the peristaltic sports show. That discharge was then projectile hurled uopn readers at Deadspin. I then picked through my own regurge on a regurtitated post to then reheat those refried bean of outrage so I could share it with you now.
We may have just gone back in time.