I guess the really dumb thing was going on a radio show with Vinnie and Cook.

To use Rahm Emanuel’s language, “F’n retarded.”

Good for him that he caught Frank Coonelly on a random quote, maybe he can put that on his resume. Because God knows the man can’t write worth a damn. He’s been taken to task for this pile of feces regarding the Steelers and this Stanley Steamer he came up with on the Pens.

I’ll finish my rant with exactly what Cook does in his columns; a five word, one sentence, paragraph.

The guy is a joke.

I think you’re using the term “owned” quite liberally. I won’t argue that Coonelly didn’t look like a jackass by calling up a new sports-talk radio station to defend himself, but all Cook did was make two comments (one legitimate, another in the jag-off type), both of which were answered in a respective and informative matter.

Man, maybe if Coonelly had a little McClatchy in him (calling beat writers up to berate them personally about certain pieces, as he did with Perotto) or Littlefield (way too many examples of weaving crap into gold), then we wouldn’t have to worry about him and Nutting making verbose statements. Oh, the good old days.

All I can say is if Coonelly does his job as well as Ron Cook does his, the Pirates are doomed.

Old to me, anyway – he was born in ’60, which makes him almost as old as my dad (and five months older than Mike LaValliere).

There were at least a few people upset about the shoelaces – I remember people bitching about it at the bar back at the time.

I just get tired of stupid fake news instead of actual baseball. I’m ten thousand times more interested in talking about a random guy on State College’s roster than I am in the ginned-up fake controversy of the day, be it Milledge’s shoes or exactly what “no more scholarships” means or whether Russell spends enough time bullshitting with guys in the clubhouse or whatever. Jesus Christ. Can we have some actual baseball, please? I’m going crazy here.