Crothers: My Job … In a Good Way
So, you want to be a sportswriter?
Well, Scooter, it ain’t that easy. You try thinking up something to write about four times a month. This week I grind for days (OK, maybe 20 minutes) for the perfect column. I’ve got nothing. Clearly terrified at the prospect of a vast blank space where my words are supposed to be, my editor suggests I narrow it down to a team. How about Boston…
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