Jay Mariotti wants you to know that it’s your fault some asshole illegally filmed Erin Andrews through her hotel room wall.
Let’s take a look at Mariotti’s latest exercise in melodrama:
“This is the decade when sports stopped being about sports.”
“…Am I blaming bloggers for helping create the daily sex-and-objectification culture that turned Andrews into an ongoing peep show on their Web sites? Damn right I am. “
“And I wish they’d grow up — now, today, yesterday — before they continue to dumb-down what is left of sports journalism and plunge it into an inescapable sewage pit. “
“If this is the American Way, what happened to the truth and justice part? “
“I think I’ll take a good, long look at the peephole the next time I’m in a hotel room.” (Don’t flatter yourself, Jay.)
“[I] wonder what the hell happened to my profession.”
There’s not any new themes in this latest edition of Jay Mariotti’s Self-Righteous Anger Minute. The internet is ruining journalism, bloggers are basement-dwelling perverts who need to get a life, sports were better before _____ happened, etc.
For the record, I don’t know anyone who condones the blatant invasion of Ms. Andrew’s privacy or thinks that it wasn’t morally reprehensible. But to suggest that “the Internet’s” tongue-in-cheek infatuation with Erin Andrews led to the filming or release of this tape is dumb.