Globe Doubles Up on Stephen Minehan Memorial Ad at Herald’s Expense

June 25, 2013

Nineteen years ago yesterday, Boston Firefighter Stephen Minehan of Ladder 15, Engine 33 died in a fire on Boston’s waterfront.

On June 24, Lt. Stephen Minehan of the Boston (MA) Fire Department died after leading his company in a successful search for two other trapped firefighters at a blaze in a vacant waterfront warehouse. Minehan apparently became disoriented in the heavy smoke conditions and was separated from his company as they rescued the trapped firefighters. He radioed that he was trapped but several rescue efforts to find him were unsuccessful. He died of smoke inhalation and his body was recovered by his company several hours later.

 

Boston.com remembrance:

 

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Yesterday’s Boston Globe featured this ad on page A5 honoring Minehan’s sacrifice:

 

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Living in a two-daily town, you’d expect a companion ad in the Boston Herald, right?

Wrong.

Instead, the same ad – inexplicably –  ran in the Globe’s Metro section:

 

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What’s the connection to the Residence Inn Marriott? Tudor Wharf is where Stephen Minehan died, and where a memorial to him was established in 2003.

But, apparently, that’s of no interest to Herald readers.

 


Hark! The Herald! (Lame Subscription III)

June 23, 2013

The Boston Herald is still desperate to build on its current base of 17 home subscribers, so today it once again ran this recruitment ad:

 

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Always Relevant, eh? So why did the hardreading staff get a sports page this morning that didn’t have the results of last night’s Stanley Cup Finals game?

The newsstand buyers of the Herald got the story. The electronic edition readers got the story. Home subscribers, though, got the shaft.

On top of that, the heisty local tabloid rubs our face in it with that ad.

Not right. Not right at all.


Globe Floods the Zone with Hernandez Coverage

June 22, 2013

Both local dailies are on the Aaron Hernandez whodunit like Brown on Williamson. The Boston Herald devotes half its front page to it:

 

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Inside are double-barreled columns from Ron Borges and Joe Fitzgerald (the latter a Never Mind to a piece Joe Fitz wrote about what a great guy Hernandez was upon his arrival at Gillette Stadium.

 

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There’s also an editorial expressing the appropriate level of outrage (and actually quotes the Boston Globe and agrees with it – stop the presses!).

Meanwhile, today’s Globe also devotes half of Page One to L’Affaire Hernandez:

 

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But it’s what’s inside that elevates the Globe coverage to obsessive levels.

Here’s how they list the reporting of the main story:

 

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They had someone down in Hernandez’s hometown of Bristol, CT talking to his high school friends, and they sent Brian MacQuarrie to Florida to report on a shooting last winter that allegedly involved Hernandez.

And the best part of the Globe’s coverage is this Page One subhede: “Hernandez is largely out of view as rumors outdistance real news.”

Can’t wait for real news to catch up.


Herald Duels Globe on Aaron Hernandez Story

June 22, 2013

The hardbeating staff was out most of Friday punishing the Glen Ellen golf course, so we’re a bit late to this story. But yesterday’s local dailies had a very interesting sports smackdown.

First, the Boston Herald totally pwned the Boston Globe on Aaron Hernandez being kicked out of Gillette Stadium:

 

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Then again, the Globe totally pwned the Herald on this story:

 

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Let the wild Aaron Hernandez rumpus begin!

P.S. The hardreading staff apologizes for lagging. Back up to speed later.


Baby I Won’t Drive Your Carr (Peter Gelzinis Edition)

June 20, 2013

All the while self-styled vigilante John Martorano has occupied center stage in the James “Whitey” Bulger trial this week, he’s been joined at the hit – sorry, hip – with Boston Herald scribbler Howie Carr, who split a six-figure advance with Martorano for the book Hitman.

But in his Herald column today, Peter Gelzinis writes Carr out of the picture.

New England MobBlood money only motivation for Johnny Martorano

“Other than the 20 people you killed, Mr. Martorano, is there anything else notable in your life?”

The 72-year-old henchman of Winter Hill decked out in a light blue suit seemed a bit bewildered by the question Hank Brennan, co-counsel for Whitey Bulger, tossed at him.

After momentarily wrestling with it, much like a bear might grapple with a camper’s jar of peanut butter, Johnny Martorano said, “I can’t change it.”

No, he can’t. But that hasn’t stopped him from trying to squeeze every nickel he can from the loathsome life he’s lived.

 

Gelzinis writes further, “[y]esterday, we learned that in addition to the $250,000 Johnny pocketed for the movie rights to his life story, he stands to make another 250 grand if such a film ever makes it into production. And that’s not counting the $70,000 or so he says he’s made from his book.”

What Gelzinis chooses not to mention is that Carr was Martorano’s partner in Murder, Ink.

Conveniently, the Boston Globe’s Kevin Cullen fills in the blanks in his column today:

Brennan nailed Johnny when he got him to talk about how he has made money since being released from custody.

“Are you remorseful, Mr. Martorano?” Brennan asked.

“Yes,” Johnny replied.

But, Mr. Martorano, you wrote a book with Howie Carr and made money off the blood of your victims, Hank Brennan suggested. You split the $110,000 advance for the book with Carr, Mr. Martorano.

 

So, wait – Martorano got $70,000 and Carr got $40,000? Sounds like someone got strong-armed.

 


Baby I Can Drive My Carr (Hair Mail Edition)

June 19, 2013

Talk about mailing it in: Apparently Boston Herald columnist Howie Carr can cover the James “Whitey” Bulger trial without actually attending it.

First, today’s third-class piece:

Johnny’s bad, but not the real rat

The worst word you can ever use against Johnny Martorano is “rat,” so you can bet that Whitey Bulger’s lawyers will be throwing it up against him again this morning within 30 seconds or so of resuming their cross-examination.

They’ll be trying to make him lose his cool. Good luck with that.

Stipulated, I wrote a book with Martorano, and we split the profits. I get along pretty well with him. So does just everybody else I know who knows him, believe it or not.

 

Carr’s readers? Not so friendly. Representative (if ungrammatical) sample:

 

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And it gets even worse when it turns out Carr was a no-show yesterday:

 

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Unless the hardreading staff is misreading this, Howie’s reporting telepathically.

Meanwhile, crosstown at the Boston Globe Kevin Cullen has his daily bookend to Carr’s whatever.

Pretty sure Cullen was even in the courtroom.


Baby I Can Drive My Carr

June 18, 2013

From our Walt Whitman desk

By now it’s clear to the hardreading staff – as it should be to everyone – that the trial of mobster James “Whitey” Bulger is about one thing and one thing only:

Howie Carr.

The Boston Herald columnist previously milked his presence on Bulger’s witness list for some bulk-mail pieces. Now it’s John Martorano’s turn to get a Carr ride.

From today’s piece:

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Johnny Martorano seems a little more subdued these days. He’s 72 now, but it’s more than that.

I think it’s the fact that unlike during the earlier Zip Connolly trials, he’s been back in Boston for a while now. He sees his family, they can read the papers, and even though “hit man” is a fearsome job 
description, obviously it’s not anything to brag about.

And by the way, Johnny was absolutely correct on the witness stand yesterday. I did name the biography about him “Hitman” — actually, it was one of my neighbors in Florida. And yes, it is named “Hitman” because I thought that title would sell more.

 

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Crosstown at the Boston Globe, Kevin Cullen also addressed what label should be attached to Martorano:

[A]ccording to Johnny Martorano, he was no hitman. He murdered people. Many people. But he didn’t do it for money. He did it for friendship. He did it for honor. He did it for blah, blah, blah.

Seriously, I don’t know what’s more ridiculous: Whitey’s claim that he was never an informant, or Johnny Martorano’s insistence that he was never a hitman.

 

Hey, Kevin, don’t you know:  That’s “Hitman” with a capital Howie. Just ask ‘im.

 


Hark! The Herald! (Lame Subscription Edition II)

June 17, 2013

The Boston Herald wants to increase its number of home subscribers from the current level of 17, so it’s been running this ad the past few days:

 

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Always Relevant, eh? So how come Herald home subscribers got no coverage of last night’s NBA Finals game in their one-star editions today? (Sorry – no pictures. The Missus has a real job.)

Lucky for the fusty local tabloid, any suckers who fall for its home delivery pitch won’t know what they’re missing until it’s too late.

Heisty, eh?

 


Hark! The Herald! (Lame Subscription Edition)

June 16, 2013

THE BOSTON HERALD WANTS YOU to swell the ranks of its current 17 home subscribers. So it ran this ad in today’s edition:

 

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Always Relevant? Seriously?

Here’s Page One of the sports section Herald home subscribers received this morning.

 

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Page 2 (photos courtesy of the Missus):

 

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And that was the four-star edition.

Once again, crosstown rival Boston Globe delivered an eight-page Stanley Cup section.

 

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Hey, Heraldniks: You haven’t just lost your fastball. This is like tee ball for the hardreading staff.

Seriously.


Globe Take on Parking Wars Is Spot-On

June 14, 2013

It’s not often that the Boston Globe out-tabloids the Boston Herald, but today’s one of those times thanks to this Page One story:

 

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The, er, money quote:

[T]he winner, Lisa Blumenthal, who lives in a single-family home with three parking spots on Commonwealth Avenue valued at more than $5.8 million . . .  said the auction was a unique opportunity to get more parking places for guests and workers, although she admitted she didn’t expect the bidding to go so high.

 

Guests and workers? Seriously? That’s got Herald front page written all over it.

Except here’s what the musty local tabloid ran instead:

 

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C’mon, Heraldniks – you can cuff Ed Markey around anytime. But how often do you get his ‘n’ her parking spaces . . . in the Back Bay . . . at $280,000 a pop . . . for guests and workers?

You’re losing your fastball, guys.