By The Editors 7/25/12 8:00am

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Suzuki. (Otto Greule Jr/Getty Images)

Trading Places

It’s time for us to escape the muggy, soup-like weather of New York, where we’re all the more conscious of the fact that with every breath, we are inhaling someone else’s recycled air. Oh mighty Mayor Bloomberg, deliver us from damnation! Or at least from this city’s cursed summer months. If we can eliminate transfats, why not the heat?

Of course, a clever individual might just pack their bags and head for a different climate completely. Take Jeremy Lin, who—with the ever-helpful hand of fan favorite Jim Dolan—may have realized it’s not the heat, but the humidity, when he signed on with the Houston Rockets. But that doesn’t mean New York isn’t without its own acquisitions: The Yankees picked up one of the greatest hitters of all time in Ichiro Suzuki (who’s looking a little grayer these days—distinguished, we say), Rick Rash for the Rangers, Jeff Otah for the Jets and possibly English Premier League veteran Tim Cahill for the Red Bulls. Welcome to town, boys. We hope your managers set you up in an apartment with central air.

Meanwhile, the rest of us just can’t wait to escape from New York, be it by plane, train or Jitney-mobile. Read More

By Drew Grant 5/16/12 8:00am

Racism

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To Slur, With Love: ‘Ironic Racism’ is More Than Just Taki

Two weeks ago, Phil Mushnick, a respected veteran sports writer for The New York Post, published a column about the Brooklyn Nets’ new brand identity, as designed with the help of Jay-Z. The team—previously known as the New Jersey Nets—had switched their colors to black and white. “Why not have him apply the full Jay-Z treatment?” Mr. Mushnick suggested, referring to the team’s part-owner. “Why the Brooklyn Nets when they can be the New York N——s. The cheerleaders could be the Brooklyn B—hes or Hoes …” Read More

By The Editors 4/04/12 10:31am

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Lin. (Jonathan Daniel/Getty Images)

Hoops, Sirens and Screens

The Mega Millions jackpot might be over, but we’re still waiting to hear who will take ownership of the golden tickets. There seems to be some dispute over who the winners actually are. The winning numbers were sold in Maryland, Illinois and Kansas, but so far no one has stepped forward to stake claim to their third of the $640 M. jackpot. Someone needs to step up, and soon, as we learned from this weekend’s premiere of HBO’s bloody Game of Thrones. Without a clear winner, all you have is confusion and not nearly enough screen time for Peter Dinklage.

We know who we would give the money to: Jeremy Lin, the poor guy. Linsanity lasted approximately a month, in which the Knicks point-guard was the hottest thing since the Rolling Stones showed up in America and pissed off Don Draper. But after a recent knee injury, his career is being put down faster than one of the horses in Luck. Refusing to give up, the basketball sensation is still tweeting about his recovery from the hospital. He’s not out yet! Read More

By Foster Kamer 4/04/12 8:00am

Profile

Eddie Huang by Drew Friedman

Well Huang: How Culinary Enfant Terrible Eddie Huang Dishes it Out

“They called me a chigger.”

Eddie Huang, the gleefully iconoclastic chef-cum-troublemaker, was in a back room at the Ace Hotel, remembering high school. He’d just finished serving as the host of a Jeremy Lin viewing party for a crowd of the chef’s friends and “three random girls from Twitter.” The wax-paper wrapped bao—the signature Asian bun sandwiches that have been drawing crowds to his restaurant, Baohaus, since December 2009—were long since emptied of their pork-packed glories. The Knicks had fallen to the New Jersey Nets. And Mr. Huang was in a reflective mood.  Read More