Great writers have huddled beneath the Posting and Toasting awning over the years.
The only fan letter I ever wrote was an email to Matthew Miranda after one of his recaps turned the summary of a lousy game into a spoof on Shakespeare. My wife was always so puzzled that I could watch a Knicks game that made me furious and then read a recap of the awful game, but with a dumb grin on my face. Thanks again for that, Matt. We watched the same stuff, but you made art of it. And, sometimes, cake.