Dear Murray Chass,

You're an asshole and a moron.

Best wishes,

Jason

(From Murray's new not-a-blog website: "this site will most likely appeal primarily to older fans whose interest in good old baseball is largely ignored in this day of young bloggers who know it all, and new- fangled statistics (VORP, for one excuse-me example), which are drowning the game in numbers and making people forget that human beings, not numbers, play the games."

I'm not even going to rehash the arguments against this brand of nonsense. You can read them at Baseball Prospectus, at Fire Joe Morgan, in Joe Posnanski's columns or his blog, at Baseball Musings, and anyplace else you find smart, numerically literate analysis of baseball written by people with a true passion for the game. Because guess what, Murray, you fucking dinosaur, your kind is on the way out. Your approach is tired and your unwillingness to embrace new sources of understanding about the game (which I'm going to go ahead and attribute to a lack of intellectual capacity until you show me otherwise) aren't welcome. It's a new world, Murray. Evolution. Survival of the fittest, and your chances of getting eaten by a tiger are getting better every day.)