It’s another installment of the Reactionary Hurl, the series that makes useless comments about things you may or may not care one lick about. You are
encouraged implored to take part by commenting, sending us tips, and spreading the word. Today’s topics: Joey Gilbert, the Silver Sox, taped phone calls about steroids, and journalistic excellence. I at least know I can call myself a “professional” now.
- Independent lab confirms Gilbert test. The only thing left to do is…keep denying it! It would be refreshing if Joey came out and admitted his use. I’m not a betting man, but I’d lay your money on him never admitting he roided. (RGJ)
- ‘One Flap Down’ to manage Silver Sox. Not only was the new Silver Sox manager known for a ridiculous home run trot, but I had no idea he was involved in the Pittsburgh Drug Trials of the ’80s. That’s a solid cat right there. But hey, he was a Giant, so Reno fans will show up and cheer his ass until the end of time. (RGJ)
- A second (or higher!) tape. As if the first taped phone call from Roger Clemens to Brian McNamee wasn’t riveting enough (it really was), there is apparently another tape of Jolly Roger and his former trainer. Every event seems to cast Rog in a worse light than the last. (ESPN)
- What would a professional journalist do? I had no idea the distinction was that simple. Pros don’t rush to judgement, but hacks do. People spend a lot of time thinking about what makes a journalist “professional,” especially when all hell is breaking loose on the internets and all, but to think it’s this easy…damn. The question then becomes, of course, is there a pro left in America!?!!? (Desert Beacon)
And just to be clear, please read the initial Reactionary Hurl so you can understand the context.