The Death Knell Of Deadspin

In the past 72 hours, every writer and editor has either been fired or resigned from the website Deadspin, which really fucking sucks.


The site has been the best destination for “sports” coverage on the web for years, and its death has me all kinds of pissed off.

Deadspin didn’t always stick to sports, and that was a good thing. Sports aren’t just box scores, standings, and statistics. They exist in a flawed world filled with flawed people, and the site was adept at using them as a jumping-off point for exploring broader societal issues. Deadspin could make you think critically about things you might not have otherwise, a feat few mainstream publications can pull off.

When it did stick to sports, however, it didn’t take the subject matter too seriously. That was the beauty of it. You could get informed about the games and players you care about, but still laugh your ass off at 3rd grade jokes, and be reminded that sports are supposed to be fun and are not altogether very important in the grand scheme of things.

This demise was brought on by private equity dude bros who either think they’re the smartest guys in the room, when clearly they’re not, or by private equity dude bros who were hell-bent on destroying the site from the outset because its reporting was often critical of the kind of people private equity dude bros tend to revere.

Alex Sheppard of The New Republic sums things up pretty well:

It is tempting to see the demise of Deadspin as another depressing instance of how things work: a private equity firm full of almost comically idiotic media bros blunders into a successful media property and destroys it because the only thing it knows how to do is juice ad impressions. But the collapse of Deadspin is so spectacularly stupid, so clearly self-inflicted, that it has an epochal quality. If there were any justice in the world, the site’s absurd decline, which could not better contrast the integrity and talent of Deadspin’s staffers on one side and the craven shit-eating of their corporate masters on the other, would serve as a wake-up call to the powers that be. Since there isn’t, it’s almost certainly a harbinger for much worse to come.

So the dark days of independent media continue. RIP, Deadspin.