I have written for SportsColumn.com since 2004 and was named a featured writer in 2006. I have been Co-Editor of the site since January 1, 2009. I also write for BleacherReport.com where I am a founding member of the Tennis Roundtable and one of the chief contributors to both the Tennis and Horse Racing sections.
I am "Stat Boy" for Sportscolumn.com's weekly podcast, Poor Man's PTI.
I am currently a Junior at Rice University majoring in History and Medieval Studies. My senior thesis will focus on the desegregation of football in Texas and its affect of racial relations.
Please direct all inquiries to [email protected].
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Burton DeWitt
Co-Editor of Sportscolumn.com
Gregg Doyel of CBSSports.com has made a crusade against Twitter, and I cannot say I blame him. What is Twitter other than 140 characters of bumbling idiocy masquerading as “tweets?”
Okay, I have a Twitter account, or had, not sure anymore. I beat the fad by six months because a friend asked me to set up an account. I never used it. I’m not a hypocrite.
But for all Twitter is, it serves its purposes. It promotes news sources and the like, and blah, blah, blah.
NBC did it, again. Congrats, I did not think it was possible.
After providing terrible coverage of Roland Garros, NBC had to one-up itself at Wimbledon.
Sure, I’ll cut NBC some slack for airing matches on tape delay while equally important matches were going on live; I’m used to that by now. If I want to watch something live, that is what justin.tv is for, right?
But what I won’t cut NBC any slack for is its disrespectful coverage of doubles.
Well, he’s the best, the greatest, the champion of all time, the legend. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Let the babbling commence.
NBC couldn’t stress the fact that Federer is the greatest of all time any more than I’m stressing the word “fact.”
It’s that time of the year again, the time where you might actually watch a golf tournament that is not a major.
I know, I know, you’ll watch when Tiger is in contention. And you’ll root for Tiger, or against him, or both, it does not matter. But in your eyes, if Tiger has a chance to win, the tournament is basically a major.
Yet every May, right after you decide to watch horse racing for the only time that year, you’ll tune into a non-major golf tournament even if Tiger is not in contention because you want to see people suffer.
You sick, sick individual.
Mine That Bird should not have been in the Derby, flat-out had no business being there.
Shipped in from Sunland Park, a tiny B-circuit in New Mexico, after twice losing a race there. Twice.
I wrote last week on a forum, “If Bennie Woolley enters him in the Derby, he should lose his license! Permanently!”
by Burton DeWitt – special to CBSSports.com.
Don’t kid yourself; you don’t care about horse racing. At the very least, you don’t care about it 362 days a year.
You might, might, watch the Kentucky Derby. Fine.
If you don’t have plans, heck, you might, might, even watch the Preakness.
And if, but only if, the Kentucky Derby and Preakness winners are the same, you’ll watch the Belmont Stakes. You’ll cheer for that horse, hoping he’ll win the Triple Crown.
Then, then, then what? When he loses? You’ll just forget his name.
I’m grading the only way the NFL draft should be graded: based on the quality of the player’s name. As you will see, there is absolutely no bias in these ratings whatsoever.
(Go Rice Owls!)
There it was, on the front page of ESPN.com, Cabrera holding a thumbs-up and a caption that made it seem like he won by default.
“The ’09 Masters will be remembered not for Angel Cabrera’s playoff win, but for Kenny Perry’s epic collapse and his grace in defeat,” someone for ESPN wrote.
Bogus, ESPN.
This is the NCAA. This is the NCAA you and I pretend to love because, really, what would we do without college football? You breath and die by the fall, right? I know I do.
But I also know that this is the NCAA.
I don’t want to know what was going through Andrew Gallo’s mind. I don’t want to know why the wrong men died.
It’s hard to say someone deserved to die, but if anyone did, it was Gallo. Ostracize me, I don’t care. Come on, you know you want to. You know you want to call me sick; you want to stop reading this right now and vomit. You know you want to. But you also won’t. Because you know I am right. You know Andrew Gallo killed Nick Adenhart and two other people. You know killed is the only correct word.