Back in September 2008 I suggested that this sentence, written by the Independent's sports columnist, James Lawton, might be the worst ever penned by a professional writer:
"Also, and you could see it plainly enough when Faldo embraced him after he had won his fourth straight point in the cause that had looked to be lost the moment Garcia could not disguise the fact he had no answer to the power and the authority of young Anthony Kim in the opening singles match, that here was, for the foreseeable future, probably the most dynamic candidate to lead a European drive to regain some of their old competitive edge in South Wales in two years' time."
That's still excruciating, but I believe it may now have been surpassed by this doozy by Carly Maga, one of the theatre critics at the Toronto Star, reviewing a show at the Shaw Festival here in Niagara. :
"For Wilde, which is reflected in his stories, love is a powerful, life-altering force, one that isn’t confined between a man and a woman (nor even between humans), and while it itself may be impermanent, its impact, however, is."
Lawton's sentence is ludicrously long, so it's not altogether surprising that he loses control of it about halfway through. Maga's sentence is a whole lot shorter, but remarkably, she manages to lose control of it by the third word, and never gets it back. Definitely a worthy champion!
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