So a strange thing happened today: I go to check my blog comments, and more than 30 people had something to say about my off-the-top-of-my-head ESPN rant list. I didn’t even know 30 people were reading this blog, so, well, thanks. I appreciate the traffic. I really do.
With that said, I actually forgot the one program on ESPN that drives me to drinkâ€”E:60.
Let me start by saying that, in and of itself, E:60 is a solid idea. I have as much respect for Jeremy Schaap as anyone in the business, and Lisa Salters has put together a very solid, admirable career. I don’t know Rachel Nichols personally, but she did some nice work at the Washington Post. In short, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with grabbing five strong reporters and letting them loose on a sports-news show.
What I loathe, however, is the BS (that stands for bullshit) drama and production of it all. For those who have had the fortune to miss this, E:60’s segments (often quite good) are run after phony, made-for-TV “news meetings” featuring the five reporters. It’s pure showbiz, and as journalistic as a Jayson Blair novel. To this day, I don’t understand why the five reporters agreed to blur the line in such a way. It’s baffling.
As journalists, integrity means something. At least it used to. But more and more, I am uncomfortable with the lines people are willing to cross. As corporations become increasingly involved in coverage, and the distance between commercial and journalistic thins, I’m not sure where we’re headedâ€”but it ain’t a great place
Again, no beef with the specific work of the E:60 reporters. But the show: Blech.