Mixed feelings. For every hilariously astute observation on the absurdity of being a sports fan, there are a dozen cheap jokes that could be pulled right out of the Deadspin comments Will Leitch makes every effort to disown. From his writing and his appearance on Costas Now, I feel like Will Leitch has two sides as a writer. First: the clever, humble, self-effacing Cardinals (baseball, and, inexplicably, football) fan who accepts his lot as a sports addict and knows he ought to quit caring about the hype machine but just can't. Second: lover of TMZ-style celebrity gossip reporting about bad athlete behavior that can't quite get over the fact that he can totally curse on the internet. The First side hates the very culture that made him popular on Deadspin, the Second embraces it. Leitch doesn't try to reconcile the two sides, nor does he have to. But for my interest, I can relate to the First and not the Second. As much as I dislike the mainstream sports media and love hearing Leitch burn them down (particularly during his attempt to watch 24 consecutive hours of ESPN), I got tired of Deadspin a lot faster.