It's Hard Out There for a Pimp

Apparently, sports journalism doesn't bring in the riches like it used to. How else does one explain this little nugget from Nashua, "Longtime NH sports writer accused of running prostitution ring, advertising services online":

A veteran sports reporter for New Hampshire's largest newspaper was accused Wednesday of running a prostitution ring in two states and Canada featuring women who had auditioned for him.

Kevin Provencher advertised his prostitution ring's services on Craigslist and other Web sites and rented hotel rooms in Andover, Mass., and in New Hampshire where the women would have sex for money, prosecutors said. He set up a similar operation in Canada, Essex Assistant District Attorney Michelle Defeo told the New Hampshire Union Leader, the newspaper for which he has worked as a sports writer for more than two decades.

I feel a strange kinship with this Milford Madame. For one, I'm connected to the sports journalism world (not unlike how Tom Green is connected to the world of acting). I've spent time in New Hampshire, where I was praised by the local press for my "whiny, desperate" performance in Tea and Sympathy.

Role not pictured.

In fact, the only difference between me and him - I DON'T RUN A BROTHEL. (Though in the interest of full disclosure, I did date a woman who lived next to a house of ill repute. But that's a story for a non-Sabbath day.)