Walkoff Walk Enemies List: Time, the Revelator

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Sure, we've made a lot of enemy-folk in the past at Walkoff Walk. Some are celebrity-style public figures who we can legally scorn and poke fun at without worry of breaking the law. Others are portly beat writers who fall into a gray area of libel laws that we'd not like to skirt right now. Still others are competing bloggers who already know, deep down in the darkest confines of their humorless soul, that they are awful at writing and even worse at comedy. We need not inform them of what they already know.

In the end, nobody else in the world is to blame for the demise of Walkoff Walk except (a) ourselves and (b) the emergence of microbloggy things like Twitter and Tumblr.

I say ourselves because let's face it: Kris and I would like nothing more than to spend the rest of our lives writing about baseball and making people laugh. But we have other lives and other careers that pay us actual money. We're happy that we've associated ourselves with team members like Drew and Dan who are still keeping the dream alive and busting their asses writing every single day. But Kris and I? You can tell that our commitment to Walkoff Walk ain't what it used to be, and that's okay.

Make no mistake, this here blog started out like a house on fire. We regularly posted six or seven times a day back in 2008, not with thoughtful, long-form pieces but short reblogs of other folks' news reporting cut in with our own original sense of humor. It worked. It worked really well, even though we were ripping off the Deadspin posting model without the alluring salaciousness or enormous audience and ad revenue that came with it. It was Deadspin creator Will Leitch who responded to the news that Kris and I were starting a baseball blog with enthusiasm; unfortunately, he was hoping we would do a "Kissing Suzy Kolber-style take on baseball". Will made our enemies list that very day.

Satire was mostly dead in 2008 and its corpse is still cold today. What do people want in the future? I guess they want tweets. Heck, our favorite people in the whole world, our thirty-or-so devoted commenters, are very well-represented on the Twittersphere and entertain one another all day long. I love it. I love that I somehow earned 1500 followers just from having this dumb blog and a handful of Rob Neyer tweets. I like experiencing live baseball with these friends in a virtual manner.

Time has really taken its toll on our blogging fingers and ideas. Maybe it's just easier to compose 140-character witticisms and press "return" than it is to write a few paragraphs, steal an image from Flickr, and press "publish". That's okay, and it is inevitable: there is only one inspirational poster in the Walkoff Walk break room and it pictures a baby dressed up as a cocktail wiener, seated in front of a Commodore 64 with the accompanying text in block letters: "Blogging's hard, y'all".

It really is, baby cocktail wiener. It really is.

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Time is like a clock in my heart.

As the former proprietor of a blog that was born in the Deadspin comments and started like the proverbial house afire, I completely appreciate where you're coming from and I also blame Twitter.

As a dad and as someone who works with literacy programs daily, I think this to be an opportune time to mention the thing that Dr. Seuss probably did not say, but is advisable nonetheless:

Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened.

The form or format might or might not have become less applicable in today's environment, but WoW has always been a place for smart people to find clever content. We've already begun to find each other in different ways, but many of us would not be connected at all without WoW, or Deadspin before it.

And DS is a great example of this dynamic. It's now an awful, grotesque piece of shit, but without it, this little community would never have formed. In a way, WoW has performed the same service, but without making anyone ashamed to have ever had a commenter account connected to it. You guys should be very proud to have entertained and made happy a sizable number of readers over what is now considered a very long period of time.

In the end, nobody else in the world is to blame for the demise of Walkoff Walk except (a) ourselves and (b) the emergence of microbloggy things like Twitter and Tumblr

and (c) Marilyn Manson.

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