I have resisted the urge to say anything on here about my brother’s troubles. Unfortunately, the Arizona Republic decided to run a smart alecky piece about them. Not only was it expressly an off the record conversation between my brother and the reporter, Mr. Sherwood (Sherwood saying “this is off the record” I guess is equivocation of some sort), but he left out some facts that my brother brought up with him.
And, that wasn’t even the worst part.
They put MY name in there.
Mr. Sherwood has never met me. Far as I can tell, he has no reason to think I even exist. He’s got absolutely no decent reason to screw up the first name.
There are only two reasons he could have messed it up. One, he could be totally incompetent. Two, he could have been so eager to make his smart alecky points that he didn’t care enough to check basic facts. Either way, it calls his journalism into question.
My brother has been up there for three years, and this guy has written about him exactly three times. Twice to say that Tom can’t play baseball, and this. So, what is the point in taking a stand and fighting for principle if the so-called professional journalists don’t want to tell anyone about it?