Rob Parker, of ESPN New York on the tackling of the Jets fan:
You hate to paint an entire city with a broad brush. But in this case, you just have to. This might be the meanest, dirtiest thing to happen in sports.
Excellent point. Sure, you don’t want to use one individual to pass judgement on an entire city and fan base but this time it’s OK. Because… well, you just have to. Hooray logic!
The Cleveland Frowns have much more on this story, including eyewitness accounts and many questions including: how does a grown man attack a child in front of a crowd of people without starting a fight or someone taking a cell phone video or calling the police? The reason we even know about this story is because the mom (who wasn’t there) told the Plain Dealer after the fact.
But sure, blame the whole city of Cleveland because one asshole acted like an asshole. Someone from New York and/or ESPN shitting on Cleveland? Unpossible!
And speaking of assholes acting like assholes, Clevelanders aren’t going to be rallying around Scot Raab for getting himself banned from Miami’s American Airlines Arena, are we?
Raab (who I’ve written about previously) is a writer for Esquire (we also both had articles in the Cavs Zine) and was denied a press pass for Miami’s home games mostly because he spends his time on Twitter creating #WhoreofAkron hashtags and tweeting nasty things to LeBron James.
I certainly understand being pissed at LeBron and all that jazz. But you lose me when you use childish nicknames (LeQuit, LeDouche, Whore of Akron, etc) in your pieces or take time out of your day to tweet nasty things to LeBron. If LeBron is such an asshole and liar and quitter and blah blah blah blah, why waste your time on him?
I mean, I’m sympathetic with the “us against the world” view of Cleveland sports as much as anyone, but I have a hard time working up my righteous indignation over this situation. Raab is a great writer and a passionate Clevelander but I can certainly understand the Heat not giving him a press credential. Can you really blame ’em for not credentialing the Whore Of Akron guy?
Basically, if our choice is James (the athlete who stabbed the city in the back) or Raab (the national writer who tweets nasty, childish things all day), I choose neither.