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Wednesday, June 13, 2021

third, the charm
Right about now, Chris Gratton is probably thinking, “I wish I knew how to quit you”, with regards to his once and future team, the Tampa Bay Lightning:

[Lightning GM Jay Feaster:] “We have been pursuing Chris for some time now, and I honestly thought we were going to be able to get a deal done [with the Florida Panthers] to acquire him at the trade deadline this past season. While that did not happen, we never lost our interest in adding Chris as an ideal complement to Vinny and Richy as a big, strong, multi-faceted third-line center who shares our organizational commitment to winning. They say in life that ‘the third time is the charm’ and we truly believe that his third time in a Lightning uniform is going to be a great one for Chris and our team, and we welcome him back to the Lightning family.”

Having been in the Bay area when Gratton was drafted by the Bolts, watching him now return to his NHL proving grounds takes me back. Everything from his sure-fire hothead penalties to the infamous “smudged fax” that made him the only Group II free agent to get signed away (by Philadelphia) comes to mind. Oh, the memories.

It’ll really hit when I catch a Lightning game next year (probably on TV, although maybe when they visit the Rangers) and see the former franchise cornerstone once again skating in Bolts black.

by Costa Tsiokos, Wed 06/13/2007 11:38:44 PM
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red badge of drinkagePictured here is yours truly from last night, sporting a big splotch of freshly-spilled red wine. I acquired that stain some five minutes after entering reBar, a little joint in the heart of Brooklyn’s DUMBO (Down Under the Manhattan Bridge Overpass) neighborhood.

No, the stain was not self-inflicted. Some cute little thing got bumped into me and administered it. She was so sorry about it that she bought me a drink to make up for it. In the way of further apology, I got her to take the above photo of me, using the Nikon D80 camera I got from MWW Group. As you can tell from my smile, I wasn’t too broken up over the incident. Besides, the wine washed right out, and the shirt is as good as new.

So what was I doing in DUMBO last night? I was attending a Freelancers Union networking party, my first ever. Not a bad event; I made contact with a few people who might or might not lead me to future opportunities. It was more worthwhile than all those MediaBistro events I attended last year (which seem to have dried up — I haven’t gotten an invite from them yet for 2007).

The occasion for last night’s gathering was to listen to David Yassky, City Councilmember from Brooklyn. Not that I could hear him above the barroom din. But it was nice to see an elected rep press the flesh.

Anyway, I’ve posted a few more photos from the scene over on Flickr. Not all of them are as action-packed as my self-portrait above, but it is hard to keep up such a frenetic pace!

by Costa Tsiokos, Wed 06/13/2007 11:00:17 PM
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Even though I received my July subscription issue of Esquire more than a week ago, I didn’t particularly notice the Stephen King full-length novella, “The Gingerbread Girl”, among its pages.

I mean, I’m sure I would have, eventually. But contributions by big-name authors have been routine in this magazine for the past several months, so I didn’t bat an eye at King’s name being in the TOC.

But now that the pub’s Head Ed is touting “Gingerbread” as prime example of his dedication to magazine fiction, I suppose I’ll have to read it.

“Over the last year, we’ve been trying to breathe life back into magazine fiction,” Esquire Editor-in-Chief David Granger said Monday in a statement. “The best way to do that is to publish nothing other than event fiction-stories that have something in addition to their literary merit to call attention to themselves.”

It’s a noble attempt, and certainly a key differentiator for Esquire. But will it fly in the modern men’s magazine landscape? Not only has the golden age of magazine fiction long passed, the current lad-mag template for success calls for short-short-short pieces of copy: Bulleted lists, sidebars upon sidebars, etc. And lots of visual elements, including photos of women. Long-form fiction doesn’t seem to fit in here, neither format-wise nor with the target audience’s preferences.

Esquire’s not quite a lad mag, but like every other men’s publication, it’s incorporated plenty of the elements mentioned above to draw that audience. Running stories by acclaimed authors might serve as mooring to signify that it’s got more substance than Maxim, but positioned next to the “Women We Love” feature, they seem like an odd fit.

by Costa Tsiokos, Wed 06/13/2007 09:11:09 AM
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