This is the typewriter that @danjenkinsgd banged out much of his great prose. #RIP pic.twitter.com/nkjY9p75jp
— Adam Schupak (@AdamSchupak) March 8, 2019
— Adam Schupak (@AdamSchupak) March 8, 2019
From the New York Times obituary:
Mr. Jenkins was among a cadre of Sports Illustrated writers — including Roy Blount Jr., Mark Kram and Frank Deford — recruited by André Laguerre, the managing editor who oversaw the magazine's emergence as a leader in literate, and occasionally literary, sports journalism as well as a powerhouse in the Time Inc. stable. Mr. Jenkins joined the magazine in 1962.
A Texan with a good old boy’s pride in country common sense over urban sophistication, Mr. Jenkins brought a Southern wiseacre erudition to the pages of a magazine not exactly used to the arch or earthy or impolitic remark. Opinionated, more than occasionally snarky, he wrote with an open appreciation of athletes and coaches, bars, pretty women and chicken fried steak, replete with clever put-downs and outlandish metaphors.
His main beats were golf and college football, sports he grew up with in Fort Worth.
The Times reported that Jenkins had dealt with heart and renal failure and recently broke his hip. He was 90.A Texan with a good old boy’s pride in country common sense over urban sophistication, Mr. Jenkins brought a Southern wiseacre erudition to the pages of a magazine not exactly used to the arch or earthy or impolitic remark. Opinionated, more than occasionally snarky, he wrote with an open appreciation of athletes and coaches, bars, pretty women and chicken fried steak, replete with clever put-downs and outlandish metaphors.
His main beats were golf and college football, sports he grew up with in Fort Worth.
Source: RIP Dan Jenkins, Legendary Sportswriter and Member of World Golf Hall of Fame