Condescending sportswriters who hate their readers

For this one post, Beth could change the name of her blog to Cursed to Worst, because she skewers know-it-all sportswriters who have to rain on the parade of happy Sox fans instead of actually trying to discover new facts:

... I want to know the conversations Theo had, with John Henry, with his friends and family, with a player on the team, perhaps? I want to have been a fly on the wall. I desperately want to know what happened.

What I don't want is some sports columnist's opinion on whether or not what happened is a good thing. What I don't want is to see Dan Shaughnessy pitch a fit because essentially, he was in somehow on the Theo departure and / or can't stand to see Sox fans happy about anything. It's not useful to me, what they're doing right now. What I want is the story they're (deliberately?) ignoring. I want them to use the access their job affords them to get me that information, get it out in the open. Of course, that's the one thing they're never going to do, for whatever reason, and frankly, I despise them for this. ...

Dan, meanwhile, was amazed to see the CHB thinking he can give John Henry orders:

... Whatever happened to journalists who ask questions? ...

Nobody would ever want to pay me for my sports opinions.