Maybe the blog wars will end, the Herald willing
Boston Herald scribe Jay Fitzgerald doesn’t take kindly to snark, but his employer does.
(As I’ve noted before, the Todd Gross cult is an entertaining spectacle, but for chrissake, the man’s trying to make a living! Cut him some bleeping slack, will ya, you wenches of vitriol. I agree with the above indirectly linked-to Johnny Bag of Donuts that the Herald’s super-tabloid frontpage strategy creates too many dumb di-dumb dumb dumb frontpages. And I say that as guy who drops like two bucks a week on our nefarious narrowsheet. Good thing Cosmo, Douchebag, Howie, Crittenden, McPhee et al make up for that shortcoming. Heck, I even like the wenches. A little.)
(My original headline for this post was a play on a famous insult hurled at an NHL referee, but since I’m a man with good manners…)
