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June 2, 2004 #
Ben McGrath, a staff writer for the New Yorker, hasn't put on his boxing gloves since the fourth grade. All of that is about to change in this week's inaugural edition of Let's Fight: Ben McGrath by Chris Gage. Enough is enough! I know more about the knuckleball and the Japanese Zero than my mind can take. I have no room left for pondering whether that other Ben, the one from the O.C., will ever see said county again. Sports now clouds my mind, leaving my speech stuttering on statistics, drowning in detail, and just plain silly with writing that I can't put down so I can get back to watching TV. Ben McGrath, I say unto you (that last bit there using my best Les Claypool voice, because anything is scarier than my own pip-squeak squeal), LET US FIGHT! That's right, much like the legendary Duel Des Mignons, a duel for our century now. We shall call it De Duel Des Minions, you of the authoritative New Yorker, and I of the author-baiting The Other Page. Stand en garde, kind sir. Choose your weapon: jarts, "Simpson's"-lines quoting to the death, modified Green Machine races, or perhaps just a intellectual game of guess-how-many-marbles-the-jar-holds. TOP wants a piece of your ass! Archives "The Other Page" powered by Removable Hype. RSS. Copyright © 2003 La Otra Página, Inc. All nights observed. Feel free to email "info(at)krucoff.com" for questions, comments, stock tips, and family gossip. |
