I’ve been known to steal ideas before, and here it comes again. Deal with it.
At theathletic.com the other day, writers covering different sports listed their take on the best books about each.
OK, there’s a nifty idea, I says to myself.
At which juncture, I perused the bookcases in my condo, donning one of my Covid masks, so I wouldn’t choke on the dust stirred up, and pulled out a few of my faves.
I’ll start with my favorite sports book, and my favorite story by my favorite sportswriter. My favorite writer period, the fellow whom I would aspire to emulate, while understanding I really am not worthy of toting his inkwell.