A free copy of ESPN the Magazine landed in my office today. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? There's NO lamer, more boring, utterly wretched example of sports journalism at work anywhere in our post-lockout wasteland. So some dipwad NFL player doesn't like nail clippings on his training table. Some pre-pubescent skier isn't fond of speed-dating. They're KILLING TREES to tell me that crap. Are you kidding me?
Why can't the JOURNALISTS ever go on strike?
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Just cancelled my subscription yesterday. Much rather read Lava and Runner's World. Bye bye ESPN The Magazine.
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