Curt

Nostalgic romp. Hamfisted writing.

Sentimental crap.

Bill Simmons aspires to be the Chuck Klosterman of sports writing, somehow surpassing him in pretentiousness and assholism, with zero wit and the verbal deftness of a retarded sponge.

Exhaustively researched, predictably dull.

That took awhile to get through

“Littlest Hitler” is by far my favorite of these stories; the rest are merely “okay.”