Wow. That coverage of the two-day SLO Mud Mash really sucked (“Good, dirty fun,” Nov. 1). I've never written a letter to the New Times editor, but this joke-of-a-story screamed out for response.
While a funny account of Nick's hung-over attempt to show up, the story did no justice to an event that took a lot of planning, cooperation between the city and local organizers, and training (for some of the athletes, anyway). Even the competitors who were just there for fun had more planning and forethought than the reporter who was, I presume, paid for this story. They organized costumes, start times, even dance steps for the finish line. They showed up (largely) on time, waded through the mire and muck, climbed the walls, battled Vikings, leaped gaps, and came out of it all with stories to tell.
New Times surely can make up for this debacle by entering a full team next year (including Nick, hung over or not), showing up in costume, and challenging other local media outlets to join them on the course. See you there, mudsuckers!