I should have thought, ahead of my latest jab at Pat Forde, following his latest jab at Tony Bennett, that a guy who has made a career out of hit jobs would have an army of unemployable fans ready to go to war for him.
Admittedly, I naively just assumed his clicks all came from haters.
People actually think there’s something there worth defending?
Wow.
I don’t get it, but I shouldn’t judge.
To the mailbag …
You’re a self employed fucking hack who takes a shot at Forde’s daughter because you know you would cum in four seconds if you were around an Olympic medalist.
Not even a UVA fan
Suck my taint, cockboy.
– Liesel B
In a follow-up, Liesel B let me know that he has my home address.
Add yourself to the list there, bub.
(Also, communicating a threat over the internet is a federal crime. Consult your parole officer.)
He also wrote something about sharing our back-and-forth with his buddies on Reddit.
The term virtual circle-jerk comes to mind when thinking through what will happen there.
Let’s put your dumb ass into perspective, shall we? You write stories about Pat Forde. Pat Forde doesn’t write shit about you. Never will. Never needs to. You’re just another podunk homer with an audience that is literally 1/1,000,000th of Pat’s.
There’s a reason for that, you piebald hick. Pat is good at sports journalism. You’re not. Obviously. That’s why, 30 years post graduate, you toil at a backwater paper and bloviate bubbles of bullshit on backwater radio shows. Nobody cares for your work, Chris. You’ve had 30 years to rise above your current station and have abjectly failed to do so. Because you’re no good at your job.
Pat is a player in College Sports Inc., a voice that millions listen to – even if they don’t always agree. Pat is known from sea to shining sea. You’re known from Piggly Wiggly to Church’s Chicken.
– Mark T. Coomes
I mean, SI.com used to mean something, back when people still read Sports Illustrated.
Now Sports Illustrated is owned by an outfit that is a perpetually a step away from closing the thing down for good, and famously missed a deadline for publishing its May issue, which can’t be a good sign for the hot-takers, what with the news and sports media industry shedding jobs every day.
In my case, no missed deadlines, and I have a company paying me in the high six figures each year to be able to sell ads on my site.
Which is to say, I got a job, it ain’t going anywhere, and neither am I.
And in Mark T. Coomes’s case, he has a neck tattoo.
UMBC beat them by 20 points. Coach Bennett’s vaunted defense yielded 75 points to a veritable commuter school with a guarantee game budget. Bennett will always be that coach who lost the first 1-16 matchup. It was no loss to Chaminade with Ralph Sampson so I guess it is only the second worse loss in program history, I guess.
Ryan Odom not so ironically has been on a few short lists for the full time job. Dave Odom, his dad, as you may know was Terry Holland’s lead assistant before his own success as Head Coach of Wake Forest. Ooh look another family connection and with basketball too.
Best of luck in your future endeavors all short of Mr. Forde’s career by the way.
– George Failla Jr.
I’m the guy that broke the Tony Bennett story, from two months of hard work beginning with filing numerous public-records requests back in May and June to get the details of Bennett’s contract status, and the contract status of his assistants, which allowed me to paint the picture of a situation that looked like a head coach preparing to retire, and have his top assistant take his place.
Pat Forde doesn’t know how to file a public-records request; he’s a hot-take guy, which requires two things – being a horse’s ass and having a keyboard.
There are plenty of those type people in this world, for example, George Failla Jr., who I did write back to wish him best of luck in his future endeavors.
He’s nothing like George Failla Sr., though, not even close.