To my mind, Jimmy Cannon was the greatest sports writer who ever lived. He died more than 40 years ago. He made it to the International Boxing Hall of Fame.
I read his columns in the New York Post avidly and religiously. When he wasn’t writing about sports, he was musing, offering his personal, mostly one or two liner opinions, about anything that hit his off-the-charts observant eye. Most had little to do with sports.
He called the columns “Nobody Asked Me But….” They were often acerbic, outspoken, opinionated, hilarious, judgmental and, to today’s readers, joyously, bravely, and courageously politically incorrect. I loved them.
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