The State of the Blog: Editorial Directions
I’ve been a ghostly presence around here lately, arriving infrequently and unexpectedly. It’s about time I explained myself. I want to stave off any sentimentalism as long as possible, so I’ll cut to the chase:
I’m stepping down as editor of 48 Minutes of Hell.
What will this mean? Not much, really. As I said, I haven’t been writing that often over the last few months and Tim Varner has been serving as the de facto managing editor in my stead. Now his position will merely be official. I’ll be sliding into an editor emeritus role and, oddly enough, may end up writing more often than I have over the last six months. I’ll still stop by for the occasional podcast, and cover the Spurs whenever they take a trip to the Northeast. Tim and I are also kicking ideas back and forth about a monthly column I may pen. We’ll see.
If you’re one of those people who wakes up in the morning and just can’t make it through the day without having access to my thoughts and opinions, you can always follow me on Twitter or read my recently christened Tumblr blog. I also have plans to stop by a few of my old haunts, such as The Awl, Hardwood Paroxysm and Norman Einstein’s.
I don’t want to spend an inordinate amount of time thanking people- like I said, there’s a good chance I’ll write more posts for 48MoH in the next six months than I did the previous six -but I did briefly want to thank a few people whose support has been critical to the success of 48 Minutes of Hell:
Matt Moore, Kevin Arnovitz, Henry Abbott, Rob Mahoney, Cian O’Day, Ryan Marks, Wayne Vore and Robert Dietz (who gets a special tip of the hat for, I believe, being the first person ever to read this blog). You all know I love you, and am so appreciative of what you’ve done for the site and for me personally. Whether I knew you before this got started, or I met you because of it, I am so happy to call each of you my friend.
I’d also like to thank Andrew McNeill, Jesse Blanchard and our most recent addition, Scott Sereday. I’m so appreciative of your hard work and it’s been a real pleasure watching you grow as writers and observers of the game. You all have bright futures ahead.
However, I’d be remiss if I didn’t give special thanks to Tim Varner. I couldn’t have asked for a better partner than Tim. He’s my intellectual soul mate and one of my closest friends. The truth of the matter is, when Tim came aboard, the blog got better- a lot better. 48 Minutes of Hell would be a shadow of what it is today without the effort, intelligence and ambition of Timothy Varner. Thank you, Tim.
When I founded 48 Minutes of Hell, I had no idea what it would become. I was watching the Chicago Bulls play the Miami Heat. This was long before the Mephistophelean dealings that have come to define South Beach. The Heat were terrible- nothing more than a glorified NBA D-League team, really -and yet were still beating the Bulls at the end of 3 quarters. I was drunk, and frustrated at the level of play. So I started a blog, incoherently ranted about the game and, in an homage to Nolan Richardson, with whom I have a longstanding love/hate relationship, entitled it 48 Minutes of Hell.
I never intended for this blog to be about San Antonio. But you write what you love, and I love the Spurs.
Over two years later, 48 Minutes of Hell has become more than I ever imagined. We’re an ESPN affiliate and a credentialed press representative at Spurs games. Some people might think of it as just some blog but it’s also one of my proudest achievements.
Lastly, and most importantly, I wanted to thank all of the readers. The idea that anyone would want to read my thoughts on basketball is to this day utterly surreal and deeply flattering.
Give ’em Hell this season, Spurs.
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