Curt Being Curt
The Sox ace has opinions. Lots of 'em. now he has the perfect forum.
Dear Curt Schilling:
I have to admit I’ve come all the way around on you. At first, I believed all that stuff from the other cities about how you were 10 pounds of hot air in a 5-pound balloon. All those “Red Light Curt” cracks about how the people who’d made the mistake of getting between you and a TV camera ended up in the hospital with nasty cases of whiplash. However, I have come to appreciate the difficulty of the life you have carved out for yourself. It can’t be easy to be the only right-handed stopper in history to have his own foreign policy. What sealed the deal, though, is your new blog – 38pitches.com – which I think may be the greatest thing to happen to the relationship between fans and their idols since the invention of the autograph show.
Not many people your age – or mine, for that matter – dare to venture into Outer Blogistan. Established politicians and elderly pundits run away from the place the way peasants used to avoid dark castles in the shadowy Carpathians. Not you, though. You waded right in there. I particularly liked the post entitled, “Why The Media Sucks.” That’s certainly getting things off to a flying start, isn’t it? (Here we have some common ground, I think. This is a question that’s bothered me as well, especially as regards The Media’s insistence on quoting right-handed pitchers on subjects other than right-handed pitching.) And the responses? Well, the very first one says it all, I think, right in its first sentence: “Curt, you are an amazing gentleman.” Now that’s citizen journalism at its finest right there. Sign a new deal, big guy. You can’t leave now. You haven’t live-blogged a game from the dugout yet. 