Bryan Price's rant is no big deal.
It's a funny deal. But it's no big deal.
Monday night, the Reds' manager went off on the Cincinnati media, upset that they had truthfully reported the news. As C. Trent Rosecrans reported for Cincinnati.com:
That last line is a thing of beauty. It reminds me of my first sports editor, Chuck Pollock, who was an artist at describing profanity without using it, whether it was the defecation hitting the ventilation system or being stranded on a well-known estuary without a navigation system.
This will get talked a lot about in the next day or so. The epic nature of the profanity will be shared and shared again. I'm sure someone will take Price's side and say the media has no business reporting the news and asking questions in this post-Marshawn Lynch "(bleep) the mainstream media" age. Journalists will shake their heads and criticize Price's unprofessionalism.
And then we'll move on. Because this story is nothing.
Look Price was wrong. It's not the media's job to make the home team look good, and accurately reporting a whether or not a player is with the team is kind of what sports journalists are supposed to do. But this is no big deal. Rants like this (granted on a smaller scale) happen all the time in sports writing - particularly in baseball, with its 162 games (144 in the minors) and daily media scrums in cramped managers' offices. Manager (or player) vents his frustrations, reporter reports it, and both parties move on the next day.
Stories like this get some life these days thanks to social media. They're fun. As rants go, it was pretty awesome. It does point out one of the underlying tensions in sports journalism - that sources want and expect positive coverage, to the point where anything that's not positive is negative, and anything negative is a personal attack. In an interesting column about the Oklahoma City Thunder last month, Bryan Curtis pointed out that team-based media members outnumber journalists 5-to-1 in that team's locker room, so even a neutral question from a reporter looks like an attack from a hostile outsider.
But in the end, Price and the Cincinnati reporters will make up - or at least, come to a truce. The season will go on. News will be reported. No big deal.