No one can nurse a grudge like a Brooklyn guy can nurse a grudge. Take, for example, this article on Michael D’Antonio’s “apology” for Walter O’Malley.
D’Antonio’s biography was the result of that ultimate Faustian bargain: in exchange for giving the elder O’Malley a fair shake, the family gave the author access to thousands of pages of previously unavailable family documents.
As a result, D’Antonio portrays O’Malley in a more favorable light than some diehards may be willing to tolerate. Yes, sports fans, he largely excuses the hated O’Malley — whose name is typically listed with Hitler’s and Stalin’s on lists of the worst villains of the 20th century (though not always in that order) — for shipping the team to Tinseltown.
Peter O’Malley, Walter’s son, was part of a panel at the Brooklyn Historical Society in March, along with D’Antonio, and New York Times sportswriter Richard Sandomir. I wonder who had the rotten tomato concession.
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