Mr. Flax,
In reading your recent letter to the editor I was, in my own way, very offended by your misleading, poorly researched and affronting claims.

First of all, I must say that if you indeed kept up with my online blog you would have seen my “acknowledgement to baseball” and how I gave my jovial avowal to baseball and its fans. And if at this juncture you still have not had the time to read what I wrote there, I would highly recommend it.

As for my column, I would like to enlighten you on the Spilled Ink publication process. We must have our work completed by a certain date in order to have the paper printed and delivered back to the school by the set distribution. This disables me from keeping up with the current events that may happen in the following weeks. And if my memory serves me correctly, the Broncos held the record of 2-0 at the distribution date while the Rockies were just four games into their remarkable run and still 3 ½ games out of the NL wildcard position. So therefore the MLB baseball playoffs had yet to begin. (I do believe that you will be most delighted to read my most recent column that is to be published in issue three, regarding those Rockies)

Finally, I would like to apologize to you and Mr. Holliday for the mistake I made spelling the National League Championship Series MVP’s name. Damn Microsoft Word for its auto-correct function.

Cordially,
Nate Alcorn
Spilled Ink
Sports Editor

P.S. When you attempt to insult a member of the media, you should do it correctly.

Acknowledgement to Baseball

It has recently come to my attention that after yesterday's release of Spilled Ink's September issue many loving and caring members of the baseball family became gravely concerned with my allegiance to Major League Baseball.
Many thought that in my column "Last in the League" titled "Welcome to the main event" I openly claimed in my second paragraph that baseball is, from what I've heard, a "fake sport". I tell you baseball fans, nay. My love for the culture and history involved with Major League Baseball runs deep in my veins. I am very apperciative of the game and there is no more relaxing way to pass a summer day than kicking back in the ballpark, watching America's favorite pastime, and enjoying the warm weather. I merely intended to convey that I enjoy the fast paced, hard hitting, sensational events of the NFL after a long summer of baseball.
I do not retract or apoligize for my words ran in Thursday's paper. I wrote this piece to show you, baseball world, that I do care for you sport as much as you do.
So in summary, my preturbed reaaders, I do not have any negative feelings towards baseball. I just care about my beloved NFL more, a statement which I feel is fair and that any sane sports fan would agree with.

Monday morning Quarterback (week 1)

Finally, we are underway. for the last several grueling months I've endured the pains of no football and it has scarred me. But alas, it returns. Yesterday we witnessed our fair share of drama with, by my count, three game winning kicks, some crucial season ending injuries and some blusterous upsets. The most painful of all was watching my Denver Broncos march up and down the field, collecting 400+ yards to only score fifteen points, and barely score 15 points. The mad scramble at the end of Sunday's game versus the Bills almost gave me a heart attack when Jason Elam and company rushed on the field to win with no time left, yikes. But as for the Broncos problems I believe we can begin to look at them once we are able to grab a bigger douse of what they have, don't worry Bronco country, they won, and there's are 15 games left!