Jeff Pearlman

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Name: Jeff Pearlman
Date registered: May 13, 2009

Latest posts

  1. Jeff Pearlman: Macho Man — March 28, 2015
  2. Jeff Pearlman: My life as a college newspaper editor — March 18, 2015
  3. Jeff Pearlman: On Ferguson — November 25, 2014
  4. Jeff Pearlman: The Triumphant Return of Ski Cap McFuck ? — October 20, 2014
  5. Congrats. You’ve ended the lives of 298 people who had nothing to do with your stupid cause. — July 18, 2014

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Mar 28

Jeff Pearlman: Macho Man

So this is sort of weird, but earlier today posted a profile of Randy (Macho Man) Savage by a writer named Justin Barrasso. And it was very well done, and is certainly worth your time. But as soon as I saw it I thought, “Um … what?” Because much of it concerns Savage’s early …

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Mar 18

Jeff Pearlman: My life as a college newspaper editor


I didn’t play lacrosse and I had no muscles. So why was I cocky enough to pose like this? Last night, while jumping around the information superhighway, I realized that The Review, my college newspaper, has most of its archives online. I proceeded to spend the next, oh, two hours digging in. The experience brought …

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Nov 25

Jeff Pearlman: On Ferguson


Just heard about the lack of an indictment in the Ferguson case. I’m sad, but also fearful. A few quick thoughts: A. I’d like to officially extend an invitation for a California vacation for those Ferguson residents who need to get away. We have a barbecue, a driveway basketball hoop and a spare bed. I …

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Oct 20

Jeff Pearlman: The Triumphant Return of Ski Cap McFuck ?


About a month ago, shortly after we moved out here to California, I wrote of Ski Cap McFuck, the asswipe from my gym. Well, tonight he returned. I know … I know—it’s generally not OK to photograph folks at the gym. I get it. I get it. But the world is filled with exceptions, and …

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Jul 18

Congrats. You’ve ended the lives of 298 people who had nothing to do with your stupid cause.


I would like to use this blog entry to congratulate the pro-Russia separatists who accidentally killed 298 people yesterday. Mazel-fucking-tov. You did it. Single-handedly, you did it. By (oops) accidentally firing a n SA-series missile at a passenger jet, as opposed to a military aircraft, you ended the lives of adults and children who had …

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Jul 16

Jeff Pearlman: Striking out on a softball


This morning, I Tweeted out a softball. By “softball,” I mean the above image, which has been making its way around right-wing e-mail chains. It doesn’t take a bleeding-heart liberal to realize the disturbing and disgusting nature of the message. It’s lily whiteness vs. savage blackness. And if you don’t see that … if you …

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Jul 14

Jeff Pearlman: Women in sports media: intelligence and talent lose out—yet again


A true professional. Just learned from this Richard Deitsch piece that Pam Oliver, the excellent, intelligent, informed Fox Sports NFL stalwart, will no longer serve as the network’s top sideline reporter. She has been replaced by Erin Andrews. Glub. Anyone who has worked in sports media long enough knows what this is. And it sucks. …

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Jul 02

Jeff Pearlman: Frank Cashen’s Best Move


In case you missed the news, Frank Cashen—the legendary New York Mets general manager—died yesterday at age 88. The New York Times ran this wonderful obituary. In the course of researching The Bad Guys Won, my book about the 1986 Mets, I sat down with Cashen and spoke for, oh, an hour or so. It …

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Jun 15

Jeff Pearlman: Dad


My dad giving the best man’s toast at my wedding, 2002. Back when I was a little kid, growing up on the mean streets of Mahopac, N.Y., I’d wait for my father to come home from work, then sit on his bed and watch him change from business clothes to casual clothes. He’d open the …

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May 10

Jeff Pearlman: Do What Makes You Happy (and ignore anyone who says otherwise)


The above photograph appears in my 1990 high school yearbook. It’s an image of one of my teachers, a nice man named Bob Chiaro, who used to talk baseball with me before the bell rang. Mr. Chiaro was a cool guy, and I’m sure at the time I told him of my dreams of one …

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