He used to be The Boston Sports Guy until he started working for ESPN (and then even less so when he sold out and moved to the West Coast), but I still liked reading him and even link here to his website.
But the truth is, he’s obviously the biggest horse’s behind around.
Case in point, his latest column on espn.com and in the current ESPN the Magazine.
Click here to read the latest words of wisdom from Bill Simmons.
Basically, because this guy was unfortunate enough to marry a woman who 1) doesn’t like sports and 2) knows nothing about sports, he thinks all women are this way. Actually, the stuff he claims his wife complains about almost sounds made up to me. Just a way to make women look silly.
I go to a lot of sporting events…mostly within MLB and the NBA…and I see as many women there as men, if not more. And most of the women I know like sports MORE than the men I know. In my own family, my father admits that my mother and I are bigger baseball and basketball fans than he is. My sister knows more about all of the major sports (except football) than her husband.
Heck, I get more emails from this blog and my two websites from women than I do men…and they all aren’t about how cute any given player is.
Game 7 of the 2003 ALCS, just after Grady Little refused to take Pedro out, I was in my parents’ bathroom throwing up. I wasn’t drunk, I was sick, sick at what I knew was going to happen.
But no, women don’t get into sports as much as men.
In the ninth inning of game 6 and at various times during game 7 of the 2004 ALCS, I was outside, pacing up and down my street…holding my cellphone away from my ear because my sister was on the other end giving me the play by play I couldn’t bear to watch. At one point, while Pedro was pitching in game 7, she became deadly silent and in the pitch dark on my street I started screaming "what’s happening??!!!???" like the daughter in the first "Poltergeist" movie.
A few days ago, when Timlin blew the lead for Wake and lost the game, I was sitting in the local emergency room (brought there by my mother). We watched the game while I waited to be seen. When it was over, my mother turned to me and said "if you’re going to throw up, do it in front of a nurse so they’ll take you quicker".
And the reason I was at the ER had NOTHING to do with having to throw up.
But poor Bill Simmons still likes to perpetuate the myth that women don’t get it because guys like sports.
He really needs a new schtick.
And I’ve taken his site off my list of links.