Following the last post about the slow death of Interstate General Media – owners of the Inquirer, Daily News and Philly.com – here’s a blog post from earlier this week by Inquirer Sixers beat writer Keith Pompey which demonstrates everything that is wrong with old school, embedded reporters who regurgitate anything the team says because content!
Usually I won’t excerpt an entire article, but, for criticism’s sake, I literally have no other choice here. This is the whole thing:
What in the actual fuck is that? Why even write that? What does it tell us? Yeah, we know, the Sixers spent the better part of a week in Europe. It made them closer? Makes sense. But how about telling us some things they did together? How about an anecdotal tale of Evan Turner farting into Brett Brown’s dress shoes but Brett Brown laughing it off because “these are my guys!” Maybe a description of how the newly minted chemistry manifested itself against Bilbaobababooey or the Thunder? Or a story about Khalif Wyatt trying to pick up some Spanish hooker but running into problems because it was damn near impossible to establish parameters in a foreign language* and then getting bailed out of jail by MCW because “dawg, I been there”? No? Just players who were strangers weeks ago were laughing like lifelong best friends? You don’t say! Humans interacting when forced to travel together to a foreign country and play a team sport? You mean they got along and didn’t eat each other for sustenance?! This human race is really something else, I tell you.
This isn’t reporting– it’s content for content’s sake because someone told me that we need a lot of content. It’s not news. It’s not interesting. It’s not funny. It’s not entertaining. It’s not thought provoking. And honest to Christ, a high school kid could’ve written that. In fact, high school kids write better than that. For real. I’m petitioning the Inquirer to hire 17-year-old Jake Pavorsky. He wrote this about Evan Turner’s effort against Bilbao:
Turner looked like a man trying to get himself traded to a fringe contender at the deadline on Sunday night. In 30 minutes of action, Turner shot 7-15 from the floor, finishing the evening with a cool 25 points. ET did a good job of not just settling primarily for jumpers, and driving the paint in hopes of finishing a easy layup or getting himself to the line. When he decided to show off his perimeter shot, Turner did a tremendous job of creating separation for himself in order to rise up over the defender and knock down his patented “no arc” shot on multiple occasions. Granted, he still had five turnovers, and I wonder if his inability to create scoring chances without the ball in his hands could stunt the growth of Carter-Williams, but if all goes well he’ll be gone by February and the Sixers will have more picks.
NBA draft fever, more contagious than the chicken pox in elementary school.
Swingman Evan Turner and reserve guard Tony Wroten benefited the most from going to the foul line.
Turner led all scorers with 25 points while making 10 of 12 free throws. Wroten also drained 10 of 12 foul shots and finished with 16 points.
Those recaps aren’t even close. One cost a FIOS connection, the other cost thousands in airfare alone. That’s not a sustainable business model. You can’t pay for shit and expect a profit in return.
*So, uh, you don’t want me finishing on you?
That’s cool. Wait… yes, you don’t want me finishing on you, or, yes, I can finish on you? Damn affirming a negative with a positive!