"There was a Post city editor who broke a bone, if memory serves, screwing some woman on the hood of a car in a snowstorm."
Sounds like a variation on the Steve Dunleavy story -- as his NYPost obit put it:
one of many inspired by the legendary newsman, many of which start in a tavern.
Perhaps the most memorable involves a snowy night at the Upper East Side media hangout Elaine’s, where Dunleavy met the Norwegian fiancée of an Australian journalist.
While his pals decamped to another bar across the street, Dunleavy and the fiancée wound up outside, “humping in the snow, arses going up and down,” former Daily Mail correspondent George Gordon told The New Yorker for a profile of Dunleavy in 2000.
“As we were watching, a snowplow came up the street and ran over Dunleavy’s foot,” Gordon said.
“By this time, the entire bar was in uproarious laughter.”
Dunleavy “was so loaded, it didn’t matter,” Gordon said, but was eventually taken by ambulance to a hospital, where he was diagnosed with a broken foot.
Upon learning of the incident, rival journalist Pete Hamill bitterly sniped, “I hope it wasn’t his writing foot.”
Thanks for clearing that up Hal. I had been told it was outside Costello's. Appreciate the details. Never checked his obit. He was something. I think he bummed a crate of cigarettes off me over the the years.
Also I remember waking up in some woman's apartment where both he and wound up after an all-nighter. The site of him barechested in tighty whities is one I'll never forget.
I love New York stories like this, Don— and you are the best at writing them. And God bless, Myron. Your leading the story with the “phone guy” was brilliant.
Don, great writing! And mentioning so many of our beloved and famous - and infamous - characters.
"There was a Post city editor who broke a bone, if memory serves, screwing some woman on the hood of a car in a snowstorm."
Sounds like a variation on the Steve Dunleavy story -- as his NYPost obit put it:
one of many inspired by the legendary newsman, many of which start in a tavern.
Perhaps the most memorable involves a snowy night at the Upper East Side media hangout Elaine’s, where Dunleavy met the Norwegian fiancée of an Australian journalist.
While his pals decamped to another bar across the street, Dunleavy and the fiancée wound up outside, “humping in the snow, arses going up and down,” former Daily Mail correspondent George Gordon told The New Yorker for a profile of Dunleavy in 2000.
“As we were watching, a snowplow came up the street and ran over Dunleavy’s foot,” Gordon said.
“By this time, the entire bar was in uproarious laughter.”
Dunleavy “was so loaded, it didn’t matter,” Gordon said, but was eventually taken by ambulance to a hospital, where he was diagnosed with a broken foot.
Upon learning of the incident, rival journalist Pete Hamill bitterly sniped, “I hope it wasn’t his writing foot.”
https://nypost.com/2019/06/24/legendary-post-columnist-steve-dunleavy-dead-at-81/
Thanks for clearing that up Hal. I had been told it was outside Costello's. Appreciate the details. Never checked his obit. He was something. I think he bummed a crate of cigarettes off me over the the years.
Also I remember waking up in some woman's apartment where both he and wound up after an all-nighter. The site of him barechested in tighty whities is one I'll never forget.
That shudda made the book.
I love New York stories like this, Don— and you are the best at writing them. And God bless, Myron. Your leading the story with the “phone guy” was brilliant.
The Post staff sounds a lot like The Enquirer reporters and editors. Thanks for writing this, Don. Keep ‘em coming!
Another great read, Don and Happy Birthday!