A little over three years ago, he trashed other reporters covering the New York Jets: "Writing to Sportspages.com, Freeman described the New York Jets' beat as full of constant backstabbing, petty personal vendettas, racism and sexism. "In New York," Freeman wrote, "writers have elevated the sport of nastiness to Olympic levels, fabricating stories about competitors to the team officials they cover, portraying black writers as lackeys for black athletes and treating some women reporters as an inferior species."
And in his less than best-selling book, "Bloody Sundays", Freeman devotes a chapter to the shadow life of gay NFL players by inventing his own anonymous source whom the reader should trust him that that is a real person, ala Bob Woodward's technique.
He knew the right buttons to push at the NYT, but the truth finally caught up with him, in spite of all his whining.
