In my constant monitoring of the sports-blogosphere, there is one common theme: everybody hates Rick Reilly. And honestly, I can’t figure out why. When Reilly used to write the back-page column for Sports Illustrated, the first thing I did when I got a new issue in the mail was flip to the back page. I also enjoyed his book “Who’s Your Caddy?”
The latest news is that Warner Bros. has acquired the rights to “Missing Links,” a 1997 golf novel written by Reilly, and the on-screen version will star Steve Carell. The comedic novel is about a group of hackers who, after playing for years at a run-down municipal golf course, concoct a series of schemes that they hope will lead to them teeing off at a nearby elite club.
I also love Carell; although I will admit he’s better on television than in movies. I’m not suggesting it will be Oscar-worthy, but I’m apparently the only one not dreading the making of this movie.
Does Reilly secretly hate puppies and old people (a la David Simms in “Tin Cup”)? Does Reilly “eat pieces of sh*t like you for breakfast” (a la Shooter McGavin)? Honestly, if you have insight on the global hatred of Rick Reilly, please clue me in.