The New Yorker -- a fine damn magazine even if I ended up reading more cartoons (“it’s a Ziggy!”) than articles when I had a subscription a few years back -- makes a minor error in a story about the Red Sox buying Liverpool FC:
They had me until “salary cap.” Maybe they had best stick to, I dunno, opera reviews or whatever it is that they do best.
Oh, and a big thumbs up to SportsBusiness Journal’s Daniel Kaplan for being the one to catch this. I didn’t realize it, but apparently SBJ and the New Yorker are sister publications. Takes some big cojones to point out when someone in the company makes a mistake like that.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to write some hyper-critical posts in my personal blog dedicated to the destruction of Jay Leno, Brian Williams, Matt Lauer and Tina Fey.