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And my sincere thanks for those who have supported this endeavor and continue to support one-of-a-kind journalism in general.
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Freestyle skier Oleksandr Abramenko won Ukraine's only medal at the Beijing Olympics. Tonight he sleeps in a Kyiv parking garage with his family.
I asked him to take a photo and send it to me. This is him with his wife, Alexandra, and their 2-year-old, Dmitry.
An understated part of being a sportswriter is experiencing stadiums and arenas in the quiet, empty afterglow of a big game. And then trying to figure out where to find an open gate to get out, and spotting your rental car alone in massive, trash-strewn parking lot.
Ten years ago today, Derek Boogaard was found dead by his two brothers. Each year on at this time, his mother writes a letter to him and places it in the local paper.
This is today.
Latest: Call lots of climate experts to gauge whether this spate of fires, hurricanes and other disasters is a teachable moment -- and what we should learn. (Spoiler: It's irreversible, grim, but in our control.) With the wise
@bradplumer
I'm supposed to be an objective journalist. But I'm going to admit my feelings about the subject of today's story.
I like fog. A lot.
My infatuation led to this project (more of an experience, really, thanks to
@nytclimate
) and, now, this 🧵
Every year on this date, Joanne Boogaard publishes an obituary for Derek in the Regina paper. It’s really a letter to her son, updated with news and personal touches. 💔
Darrell just called. He's on his way to Waco with no plans for home. Load prices are holding, he said, and diesel prices are down. He's heard from people all over the world thanks to this story spreading. Gives his thanks for the love and support.
50 years ago, only the
@nytimes
had a reporter, Earl Caldwell, at the Lorraine Motel in Memphis as MLK stayed upstairs. A shot rang out. Caldwell ran to the dying man's side. "Write. Write everything you see."
#journalism
If about seven full 737s crashed in the US every day for the past six months, killing everyone aboard? About 200,000 lives lost.
If people were told at some point that the crashes could be prevented by wearing a surgical mask when in a crowd, I imagine we’d probably do it.
If you read one name every second (fast!) it would take 55.5 hours to read 200,000 names.
If you spent 1 minute on each name to learn or reflect, it would take 139 days — from now until Feb. 7.
Of course, by then, you’ll have lots more names.
Me: I'd like write about the best sports franchise yet to win a championship, with references to William Jennings Bryan, gold mining, Led Zeppelin, Phantom of the Opera, cocaine, Dr. J, UFC 1 and Nikola Jokic.
Editors: Please.
A gift link:
As
@nytsports
goes to bed for the last time tonight, a note of love and thanks to all the readers, colleagues and sources who have made these the best 18 years I could have never imagined.
My story, with a bit of a personal twist.
“Rumbling through these times in a diesel-powered cocoon of glass and steel, a Lhasa apso by his side, Clorox wipes on the dash. He and other truckers are bringing the goods so that the rest of us can stay put.”
Cynthia Giles, who headed the E.P.A. enforcement division during the Obama administration, said: “This is essentially a nationwide waiver of environmental rules. It is so far beyond any reasonable response I am just stunned.”
Oakland is about to lose the Warriors. In return, they'll get to forever claim the good old days. But everything else is about to change. My essay as the Warriors play their final game(s) in a proud city that nurtured them.
Here's the trailer for a little something we've been cooking up at
@nytimes
for the Winter Olympics.
Hit the sound. Put it on the big screen. Pass it on.
Then I'll hit you with some links.
Jason Hairston, 47, appeared to have it all -- a beautiful family, a booming business, countless admirers, the lifestyle he wanted. But he was convinced he also had CTE. "Then the gun went off. And the questions echoed long after everything went quiet."
We tried to tell the story through the tiny details of the final 24 hours -- basketball games and smoothies, an offer for a ride, a stop at church, a stroll at the mall, texts to a brother that went unanswered. Always proud to work alongside
@NYTNational
She is a 35th-generation New Mexican. 35!
I'm not one to assign importance to one's length of time in this country (whether you're first generation or 10th, thanks for coming), but 35 generations is remarkable.
"Hey, where you at?" That was the way every conversation with Vaughn McClure started.
It was always his first question to me, and it became mine to him. The last time he called, a few weeks ago, his name popped up. "Hey, where you at?" I said.
"Where YOU at?" he replied. 1/x
Please meet Dr. Cornelia Vertenstein of Denver. She teaches 30 kids, 7 days a week at her home. Getting to know her the past couple of weeks, I learned that she has quite the back story. And she was NOT going to let the coronavirus stop the recital.
Thanks to all for reading/looking at our story. And to those who helped tell it, especially the families in India. The story is many things. Maybe, most of all, a love story.
California's epic fires did more than burn 4 million acres. They took devastating aim at the state's defining trees - redwoods, sequoias, Joshua trees, already in short supply. Privileged to tell this story, with dazzling visuals from our NYT wizards. 1/
And then you wake up with a jolt in a hotel room at 3:35 am, jump out of bed, flip open your laptop and, hands shaking, open the file to see if you spelled it Rogers instead of Rodgers.
Updating with a link directly to the story, separate from our live Ukraine coverage. Details on Oleksandr and his family here. I’ll try to stay in touch in the coming days. Thanks to all for reading and tweeting.
The most personal story I've written for
@nytimes
, about my son who, like any kid, just wants to fit in somewhere. He found his spot, for now, in the incredible world of ...speedcubing? Yeah, speedcubing.
It was a quiet, cloudy Sunday morning at a little church on the edge of suburbia when a global news story fell tragically out of the sky, almost at the doorstep. I was fascinated by this and went to see Pastor Bob.
@RexChapman
@DannyDeraney
Every time I or someone I’m with pulls or pushes a door the wrong way — probably once a week — I mumble “school for the gifted.”
Interesting to see Everest getting so much attention. Might I interest you in a 2017 story about some of those people who die near the top? They are more than statistics.
Brad Gobright was not famous, but well-liked. He and Jim Reynolds held the El Cap Nose speed record for a bit until
@AlexHonnold
,
@tommycaldwell1
shattered it in 2018. That quest was a
@REELROCKTour
doc this fall; Brad and Jim were good-humored co-stars.
If anyone beats Nyjah Huston tomorrow, it's Yuto Horigome. He's from Tokyo, on the verge of stardom here. His father drives a taxi and taught Yuto how to skate at a neighborhood park not far -- but a world away -- from the Olympics.
I can’t help but think about Janet Johnson, soon to lose her life near the top of the world, having zero idea that the frames captured by her camera and lost for decades would be so beautifully displayed across the Sunday New York Times 50 years later.
“It was a great, great night. A beautiful night.”
Then people died.
“That virus ran through at least 10 people that night, and that’s just what I know of. It’s not a joke.”
@TheSteinLine
and me on a party and a devastated community.
Less traffic = faster driving. One weird effect of coronavirus? The Cannonball Run record, from New York to LA, just fell below 27 hours and may fall again and again. “It’s like having an American autobahn.” My zippy weekend read for you:
Sad to report the passing today of Dr. Cornelia Vertenstein, whose story was on the front page of the
@nytimes
last May. Her story really resonated with readers.
If you listed the names of Americans dead from Covid on a memorial, it would be 3x longer than the nearby Vietnam Veterans Memorial over these people's left shoulders.
If you read the names, 1 per second (fast!), it would take 50 hours.
Yesterday, 1,193 Americans died of Covid.
I think she's the most interesting athlete at the Olympics.
She's 18, a dominant skier and budding super model, an American competing for China, with a reasonable chance at three gold medals.
My story on Eileen Gu.
Sad to hear of the passing of Gwen Knapp -- such a smart voice for sports readers in Philadelphia and San Francisco for years, then internally as an editor with us at the NYT. Caring and thoughtful, she always pushed for the right thing.
Then you drive in circles looking for an exit road that isn’t gated shut, consider which curb to jump, thinking how hungry you are and realizing that it’s so late — how did it get so late? — that even drive-thrus and the hotel bar are closed, and your flight leaves in five hours.
A reminder that Derek Boogaard died of an accidental overdose of oxycodone and alcohol, found clothed on his bed, in 2011. This is not a new problem in sports, or society at large, nor does it seem we ever take it seriously enough.
Shoutout to (looks it up) casting director Janet Hirshenson who also cast (looks it up) Stand by Me, Home Alone, Beetlejuice, Apollo 13, Mystic Pizza, Jurassic Park, When Harry Met Sally, A Few Good Men, A Beautiful Mind, the first Harry Potter…
Lindsay Jacobellis waited 16 years to find the gold she lost in 2006.
Now she has two gold medals.
She (age 36) and Nick Baumgartner (40) just won the mixed team snowboard cross. It's his first medal in his fourth Olympics.
Talk about perseverance.
Just reminded that I recently reached 15 years at the
@nytimes
. I’m in such disbelief at my continued good fortune and the rapid passage of time that my hair turned lighter, like the mom in Poltergeist.
A deadly expedition in 1973 on one of the world’s great mountains. A persistent mystery. Nearly 50 years later, a camera emerges from the ice.
Thanks for reading/watching Ghosts on the Glacier
I’m going to tell a story here. First, does anyone remember Valentine’s Day? Feels like a different epoch, right? It was the night my family and I flew out of San Francisco (pictured) for Europe. Big vacation. 1/
Sports Illustrated was, and is, an inspiration for generations of wannabe sports writers like me. Now it’s a place with a ton of incredibly talented friends. Thinking of them all.
The medalists in women's street skateboarding are 13, 13 and 16. It's the moment that 34-year-old Alexis Sablone, who finished fourth, has waited for her entire career. "We're finally here."
Amazing! A compendium of deep dispatches written by real reporters spread around the globe, free of hot takes and bon mots, blog items and tweets, printed on sturdy paper and organized in sensible order. And it comes to your door! Daily! What a revelation.
@nytimes
Think you’re worried about climate change? Imagine the Iditarod. More than any athletes, mushers are on the front lines. By me from Alaska, for you wherever you are.
Not every day that you see a world record fall. Indonesia’s Veedriq Leonardo won the
@ifsclimbing
World Cup speed event in Salt Lake City in 5.208 seconds, a new speed-climbing record.
In an attempt to get more followers,
@TheSteinLine
(1.3 million followers) asked me (27 followers) to write something for his
@NYTSports
newsletter. I did, about why I'm happy for the NBA to get going. Hint: It's the league for grown ups.