It’s a sad day for sports blog enthusiasts (read: dorks), as the guys at Fire Joe Morgan are bringing the site to an end. Since With Leather tries to avoid going down the rabbit holes of media criticism and reporting which sports bloggers are writers for “The Office,” FJM never got a lot of attention here, but it was a vital read for anyone who likes to see idiots mocked ruthlessly. And I am ALL about that.
FJM weren’t whores for attention, they didn’t feast on gossip or rely on tits to get page views (ahem), and they didn’t start blogging in an attempt to become the next Bill Simmons. They didn’t spend ten hours in Photoshop creating a shitty collage of images for their header (they didn’t spend any time on site design). They just took idiot columnists’ idiot columns and broke them down, sentence by mind- numbingly stupid sentence. It’s a marvelous conceit, and they did it with wit and élan.
Seriously, I’m depressed about this. There are 800 million sports blogs, and maybe twenty don’t absolutely suck. And now it’s more like 19. Dammit.


RIP Joe.
I got excited for a second when I thought Joe Morgan was done…then I realized I was wrong. Now I’m sad
Cousin Mose is shutting it down to hunt the most dangerous game in the world…Joe Morgan.
Is this where a bunch of first-time commenters come pimp their sports blogs? I sure hope so.
Dust in the mind, all we are dust in the wiiiiiiiiiind
So long, FJM. You were the best.
If I were Regis Philbin’s son-in-law I wouldn’t be blogging either.
Farewell, FJM.
Wherever will I get my snark now?
so this is what it sounds like when doves cry.
….and I’ll miss you most of all Ken Tremendous.
This post would be better with tits. (Not Joe Morgan’s)
This will produce just enough tears for lube.
I took a moment from posting tits to get page views from my shitty blog to offer my condolences. Normally I don’t post comments but I’m an attention whore and my Photoshop skills suck so I need all the help I can get.
This totally blows. Say it ain’t so, Mose!