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Celebrated sports journalist Robert Lipsyte--the New York Times' longtime lead sports columnist--mines pure gold from his long and very eventful career to bring readers a memoir like no other. An enthralling book, as much about personal relationships and the culture of sports as the athletes and teams themselves, An Accidental Sportswriter interweaves stories from Lipsyte's life and the events he covered to explore the connections between the games we play and the lives we lead. Robert Lipsyte has been there--from the Mets' first Spring Training to the fight that made Muhammad Ali an international icon to the current steroids scandals that rewired our view of sports--and in An Accidental Sportswriter he offers a fresh and refreshing view of the world of professional athletes as seen through the eyes of a journalist who always managed to remain independent of our jock-obsessed culture.
Author Notes
Robert Lipsyte is a legendary sports reporter, award-winning young adult novelist and an outspoken critic of the sports world. Lipsyte has often expressed his controversial opinion that the nation's fixation on competitive athletics is detrimental. He feels that sports should be recreational, not an industry that offers the often false hope of stardom.
As a young reporter, Lipsyte covered boxing for The New York Times. He drew on this background for his first book, "The Contender" (1967), a highly acclaimed coming-of-age story in which an orphaned teenager matures through the training discipline of boxing. In 1971, Lipsyte left the Times to concentrate on writing books. His other sports books for young people include "Free To Be Muhammad Ali" (1978) and the "Superstar Lineup" series documenting the lives of famous sports heroes.
The author's other novels for adolescents include the semi-autobiographical "Fifties Trilogy: One Fat Summer" (1977), "Summer Rules" (1981) and "Summerboy" (1982). Lipsyte has also written for adults in such books as "SportsWorld: An American Dreamland" (1975) and for television, notably "Saturday Night With Howard Cosell". He received an Emmy Award for hosting the PBS show "The Eleventh Hour"" (1990).
Robert Michael Lipsyte was born January 16, 1938 in New York City and earned an M.S. in Journalism from Columbia in 1959. He has been a radio commentator, a television news correspondent, and a journalism teacher. He successfully fought cancer in the late 1970's.
Lipsyte's career has come full circle; he once again is writing a sports column for The New York Times and books for young adults. "The Chief" (1993) is the long-awaited sequel to "The Contender".
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Reviews (4)
Publisher's Weekly Review
The first time lifelong New Yorker Lipsyte visited Yankee Stadium as a boy in 1951, he was disappointed, finding it to be "less grand than I imagined." His critical eye that rejects the breathless awe of athletes and their environs would later set him apart from most sportswriters, a fraternity he describes as "lodge brothers" guilty of "godding up" sports figures in the masculine world of "Jock Culture." A longtime sports columnist for the New York Times, Lipsyte begins his story in Queens with his grade school victimization by bullies, one of whom he gloriously overcomes. After college, the need for a summer job landed the unathletic, aspiring writer with little interest in sports on the Times sports desk, a job that allowed him to shadow Gay Talese and later cover the emergence of Muhammad Ali, a story that became his "magic carpet ride." Lipsyte writes of his admiration for Ali, Howard Cosell, Billie Jean King, and comedian/activist Dick Gregory; he also explores his feelings about others that were more complicated, notably Mickey Mantle and Joe DiMaggio. A defensive thread of bitterness runs through his memoir, most pointedly aimed at Bob Costas, the broadcaster who criticized his "contrarian" approach to sports and whom Lipsyte depicts as walking the line "between journalist and shill." Lipsyte's memoir is at its best when revealing personal anecdotes of his life and the stories he covered, including his surprising late-in-life fascination with NASCAR and a touching concluding chapter about his relationship with his father. (May) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.
Booklist Review
Lipsyte not only became a sportswriter accidentally, he wasn't even much of a fan. But a part-time job at the New York Times as a copy boy landed him on the sports desk, and soon enough he was a reporter himself and then a columnist, always taking a distanced, semicritical stance toward what he calls the jockocracy. His second career, as an award-winning YA novelist, grew out of his ambiguous relationship to sports and his lifelong dislike of bullies, who are so often jocks. Thus, his engaging, always thought-provoking memoir is written from the point of view of an outsider twice over: the accidental sportswriter and the sportswriting YA novelist. It is an anecdote-rich account, beginning with being bullied by Mickey Mantle and extending through his career-changing moment covering the first Sonny Liston-Cassius Clay championship bout in 1964, an assignment that led to a decades-long relationship with Muhammad Ali. Along the way, Lipsyte covered the stories no one else wanted, both in print and in later years as a television correspondent gays in professional sports, lacrosse on an Indian reservation, auto racing before NASCAR crossed the Mason-Dixon line. Lipsyte's unconventional sporting life makes must reading for thinking fans everywhere.--Ott, Bill Copyright 2010 Booklist
New York Review of Books Review
A 19-YEAR-OLD aspiring novelist and native New Yorker just out of Columbia University, Robert Lipsyte had never bought a copy of The New York Times until he decided to look in the classifieds for a summer job before graduate school. He found one at the paper itself, as a copy boy in the sports department in 1957, though he had little interest or experience in sports. In junior high, he was a self-described nerd and "became a particular target of the bullies because I compulsively talked back and was too fat to run away afterward." On his first day at The Times, he nearly stopped the presses with a screw-up, winningly depicted in his rambling, opinionated and ultimately likable new memoir, "An Accidental Sportswriter": he failed to place a rolled sheath of edited copy in a canister before slipping it into the pneumatic tube to be transported to another floor, leaving the papers stuck in transit. Much newsroom profanity ensued. The constipation of the sports copy on this occasion mirrored the writing of its reporters, according to Lipsyte, who recalls the section then as "at best mediocre, perhaps by design," clogged with "the faux Homeric mythmaking of rosy-fingered Arthur Daley" and "the plodding game detail" of the baseball writers. (The exception to these second-rate types was Gay Talese, who rightly receives such reverence here that Lipsyte's book should come shrinkwrapped with Talese's recent collection of sportswriting, "The Silent Season of a Hero.") Lipsyte also became lovingly stuck at The Times, primarily in two stints as a sports columnist, long enough to see the tubes replaced by electronic communications and the "godding up" of athletes superseded by gimlet-eyed criticism. He made such criticism his signature drink, railing against what he first called SportsWorld (the title of an early book), and later, Jock Culture. Storming the ramparts of sport's prevailing conservatism, chauvinism and hypocrisy would be his constant - and some would say constantly tiresome - theme. He was fortunate to hit his stride in the 1960s, when sports and social consciousness were beginning to overlap. In one of his first big triumphs at the paper, he was assigned a sidebar on the second Floyd Patterson-Sonny Liston fight, in 1963, and he tracked down Malcolm X at a rally in Brooklyn to ask him "what he thought the fight signified." When Malcolm brushed off his query as "a stupid question," Lipsyte, after being knocked to the curb by a security detail, retorted, "The only stupid question is an unanswered question!" This challenge drew a response from Malcolm - "I'm pleased to see that the two best men in the sport are black. But they'll be exploited, of course, and the promoters will get all the bread" - that made the story. The next year, when the senior writers were clustering around the Liston camp, assuming he would destroy the loudmouth Cassius Clay, Lipsyte won Clay's beat as his own, through the name change to Muhammad Ali and beyond. The most fascinating of the early assignments recounted here is a collaboration with the controversial comedian Dick Gregory on his autobiography. At first, even the liberal Lipsyte found Gregory's tirades about white supremacy wearying, but the writer located an initial source of that anger in a high school sports snub: Gregory, a track star, set a St. Louis record in the mile in 1951, but was denied acknowledgment in the annual city yearbook because he was black. Lipsyte writes, "Being with Greg in those tumultuous years of 1963 and 1964 informed the rest of my career." That career - not only as a New York Times sportswriter, but as a freelancer, a successful young adult novelist and a television interviewer - has been filled with marquee names like Mickey Mantle and Billie Jean King, whom he calls "the most important sports figure of the 20th century," for her feminism as well as for leading "the revolution that had overthrown the most oppressive concept in sports, amateurism." Ali gets two chapters here, and Howard Cosell a long one, but their portraits are less enlightening than those of the less famous characters. On assignment to interview Bill Walton of the Portland Trail Blazers and his housemate Jack Scott, Lipsyte is more engaged by Scott, "the guru of jock liberation," as Spiro Agnew sneeringly called him. Scott was a former star athlete, an academic and a counterculture figure who eventually got involved with Patty Hearst. He becomes "the main focus of the piece," and Lipsyte describes, during that week in Oregon, skinny-dipping in a nearby stream and being "baked by a noonday sun and the fat joint I was sharing with the subject of my story." Other chapters - for example, one on gay athletes like the high school football player Corey Johnson, and another on the Onondaga tribal chief and former Syracuse lacrosse star Oren Lyons - are sensitive portrayals of those on the margins of sport, marred only by Lipsyte's spasms of righteous rage. At the end of the chapter on gay athletes, he fumes about the lack of follow-up to his original articles: "I was disgusted ... by the mainstream sports media's refusal to take these stories seriously." Once he even resorts to a weak Palinism, referring to "the lamestream sports media." IF Lipsyte is often his own best promoter, prone to grandstanding (like announcing his resignation from a brief job at The New York Post on TV), he also, to his credit, gives his critics full voice, particularly the broadcaster Bob Costas, who told Lipsyte he wanted him to be "less corrosive; skeptical, not cynical." And he's hardest on himself when he fails to back up his own daughter's desire to start a soccer team at her school under Title IX provisions: "In retrospect, I feel ashamed. And stupid. What a chance to put into practice all that abstract reporting, that pose of liberated macho, make a fuss, challenge the school, create a soccer team. Be useful." No starry-eyed nostalgist, he is astute in assessing the changing relationship between sportswriters and athletes in the Internet age, best exemplified by ESPN's "Sports Guy," the best-selling author Bill Simmons. After first being "appalled" that Simmons is so solipsistic, he is eventually won over by the humor and cleverness of his writing and finally gets what he calls "the Tao of Bill": "The essence of the game is our response to it, not the game itself. Players are not necessarily human since, as the gap between us and them widens, they become archetypes in our minds. Besides, reporters with media passes are not getting access either; their 'inside knowledge' is the gossip they churn among themselves." "An Accidental Sportswriter" is a messy book, full of recrimination and fulmination, pride and envy, contradiction and questioning. But when you least expect it, all of the messiness slips away, in the clarity of the final chapter: a lovely, straightforward valedictory for his father, an independent centenarian who died in 2005 after a long career as a public school teacher and administrator. What Lipsyte discovers as he "reports" on his father's life brings together what he has learned in more than 50 years as a writer, and in the end Sidney Lipsyte becomes more memorable in these pages than Muhammad Ali. Lipsyte at an Emile Griffith-Nino Benvenuti title fight at Shea Stadium in 1967. In his columns, Lipsyte railed against what he first called SportsWorld, and later, Jock Culture. Jay Jennings is a frequent contributor to the Book Review and the author of "Carry the Rock: Race, Football, and the Soul of an American City."
Kirkus Review
TV contributor, biographer, veteran sportswriter and young adult novelist Lipsyte (Center Field, 2010, etc.) revisits key events in his life, the sporting world, the lives of professional athletes and the evolving cultural significance of sports in America.The author begins with an account of how he stumbled into journalism, landing a copyboy job with theNew York Times not long after graduating from Columbia University. He had a skeptical eye practically from the beginning. As a chubby schoolboy, he had endured harassment from jocks. "I was," he writes, "a fat kid trapped at the bottom of the masculinity chart." His remarks about theTimes, scattered throughout, range from grateful to caustic (he has only ill to say of Howell Raines). But he acknowledges some mentors, too, principally Gay Talese and Howard Cosell. He charts the vicissitudes of his relationships with some athletic legends, among them Muhammad Ali, Mickey Mantle (he praises Jane Leavy's 2010The Last Boy), Joe DiMaggio and Billy Jean King. However, Lipsyte doesn't focus entirely on athletic celebrities. He provides sections on lacrosse players on the New York Onondaga Indian reservation and on Gerard Papa (a youth-basketball pioneer), and he talks about two huge stories he started, then abandoned for various reasons: the drug investigations that becamethe story behind The French Connection and the life of David Berkowitz (the "Son of Sam" murderer). The author also tells about his experiences with NASCAR and cycling, and he writes sensitively about women in sports and about the emergence of openly gay athletes. He reserves his harshest criticism for his sports-writing colleagues, many of whom he views as little more than dim cheerleaders. Though frank about his struggles with cancer, Lipsyte bobs and weaves about other aspects of his personal life (three marriages ended for reasons unrevealed) and ends with a moving tribute to his late father.At times a bit detached for a memoir, but packed with bright, biting insights about America's obsessions with athletics.]] Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
Table of Contents
| Introduction: Accidents Happen | p. 1 |
| 1 My Bully | p. 13 |
| 2 The Piper | p. 23 |
| 3 My Center Fielders (Part One) | p. 33 |
| 4 Nigger, the Book | p. 47 |
| 5 The Onliest (Part One) | p. 61 |
| 6 Uncle Howard | p. 79 |
| 7 My Muscle Molls | p. 93 |
| 8 Jock Liberation | p. 109 |
| 9 My Center Fielders (Part Two) | p. 121 |
| 10 The Saint Wore Black Leather | p. 133 |
| 11 The Faithkeeper | p. 147 |
| 12 The Onliest (Part Two) | p. 155 |
| 13 Queer Studies | p. 163 |
| 14 My Driver | p. 179 |
| 15 Shooting Stars | p. 199 |
| 16 The Lodge Brothers | p. 213 |
| 17 The Man | p. 229 |
| Acknowledgments | p. 245 |
