There’s a great line in the movie version of All The President’s Men, when Ben Bradlee (as played by Jason Robards) says to Carl Bernstein and Bob Woodward:
“Now hold it, hold it. We’re about to accuse Haldeman, who only happens to be the second most important man in this country, of conducting a criminal conspiracy from inside the White House. It would be nice if we were right.”
John Tomase, reviled Herald beat writer, lays out how he “got it wrong” in the paper today, but nowhere, apparently, was there a hard-bitten editor to say, “Slow down kid. Ya don’t have it yet.” (more…)
The only thing we’re more excited to see than tomorrow’s edition of the Herald is next week’s season finale of Gossip Girl. Both the Globeand Heraldsay that John Tomase is going to explain how the erroneous report of a tape of the Rams’ 2001 Super Bowl walkthrough ever made it into the paper.
A couple of weeks ago, we declared that journalism was over when the AP came up with the headline “Powdered cocaine not just for white yuppies anymore.” But now we realize that our declaration was premature. Today’s Herald features a story about our favorite Celtics rookie Glen “Big Baby” Davis and his dedication to well-manicured hands.
Last week, we argued against rushing to judgment on John Tomase, the Herald beat writer assigned to the Patriots, until the facts from the Matt Walsh Spygate testimony were in. Well, it’s judgment time.
Today, the Herald apologized for Tomase’s Super Bowl walkthrough tape story in the form of front and backpage headlines, and a three-paragraph retraction. Clearly this is no ordinary mea culpa. You may recall, there wasn’t this much outrage when the tab owned up to printing a piece of satire about Hillary Clinton and Dick Cheney as straight news.
In this town, of course, the Patriots are bigger than a bogus story about presidential politics. (more…)
Boston’s controversial Safe Homes program got off to a rocky start last month. Community leaders and civil libertarians were nervous about the initiative, which allows parents to invite police officers to search their homes for weapons without a warrant. But it didn’t prove to be too much of a problem since nobody was taking advantage of the service.
Back in April, Boston Daily had the brilliant idea (if we do say so ourself — and we do) to name the Fenway Hawk.
But it seems the Lowell Spinners had already teamed up with the Inside Track to have their own contest. And even though they beat us to the punch (unbeknown to us), they half-assed their effort.
Don’t worry, though. Our contest is still on-going.
We always wonder who would play us in the film version of our lives. An elderly man who did maintenance on my first overcrowded undergrad apartment once told me I look like Alyssa Milano, but I think Allyson Hannigan would better capture my personality.
But if we were casting the part of Bill Buckner, we would never think to call George Clooney. But Billy Buck thinks the two-time Sexiest Man Alive should play him in a local filmmaker’s project.
The day Patriots fans had been dreading for months came and went yesterdaywhen Matt Walsh handed over the information he claimed to have about the his former employer.
After all the hints, whispers, and innuendo, this is what we got: eight tapes dating from 2000-2002, none of which were of the infamous Super Bowl walk-through practice. The only news to come out of the whole deal is the revelation that the Pats were also capturing their opponents offensive signals.
Still, if the entire debate hinged on a “smoking gun” walk-through tape, and one hasn’t been produced, the Pats come out of this appearing strangely vindicated. Either way, it looks like the whole Spygate debacle is just about done.