Joe Tone

I spent the last six years as the sports investigations and enterprise editor at The Washington Post, managing 8-10 reporters who piled up awards and subscribors and held the powerful to account. As of today, that team, like the sports department, no longers exists.

First look at Fazio's vision for East Potomac Golf Links. Seeking more details, but looks like an 18-hole course with a 9-hole executive course + huge practice area.

After months of uncertainty, the Trump administration agreed to a deal that gives National Links Trust oversight of Langston and Rock Creek Park golf courses. Govt will be renovate East Potomac golf course. More coming soon... Lots happening for DC's public courses tonight

Today is my first day at ProPublica as an investigative reporter covering higher education. I'm planning to focus especially on everything that has changed under the Trump administration. Email me tips, ideas, or just introduce yourself at molly.hensley-clancy@propublica.org

Now it's time for the really good news: I'm joining ProPublica as an investigative reporter covering higher education. I start March 16. Stay tuned for my official email address because I absolutely want your tips.

I’m so stoked to be joining the awesome, growing team @NOTUSreports.  I’ll cover people and power in DC, a broad beat across sports, politics, business and culture.  I start in May, and in the meantime, I’ll be looking for great story ideas. If you have any, please holler!

Put Kyle near the top of the list of people laid off who embody the Post — tireless, versatile, unflinching and gifted as hell with his hands on a keyboard.

After three years off this platform, I'm back on because of what's happened at @washingtonpost and what we're trying to do about it at @CityCast_DC. We're going to start hiring journalists immediately to make sure DC continues to have great, useful, ambitious local journalism...

I've always found this helpful. If anyone needs me to print it in color ...

Hi everyone, it's been a bit, but you all should know I was laid off today along with the entire Washington Post sports desk. I am utterly heartbroken. This was my dream job, and I gave it everything I had. I am also very angry.

Georgetown hosts Creighton in 30 mins. The Washington Post has covered the Hoyas for decades and with today's news Georgetown has a message in their seat assignment notes for the sports department.

I mean. This is all I have been talking about (outside of work hours) for the last month. There is a LOT of money in our town, and giant mobs of people who want to read about how things work here, and (as of today) many, many brilliant and unemployed journalists. Do it. Someone.

When I was in college, my dream job was to someday be a sports writer at The Washington Post. Unlikely, considering this podunk South Carolina kid couldn't even get an internship. I still remember opening the white envelope with a letter that basically said, NOPE. But in 2012, I got the call. Amazing. Truly. "That's the *liberal* newspaper, isn't it?" my mom replied. I was unbowed. Today I'm feeling many emotions, among them incredible gratitude. Most people never get their dream job. Let alone spend 13 1/2 years using sports as a way to explore identity, failure, grief and reinvention. Poverty, gun violence, masculinity and the wealth gap. Those topics are vegetables, blended up in a sports smoothie. For years I've known I was living the life of kings, and I told everybody I was a Postie till the place got wise and kicked me out. I went to Monaco and the White House, dined with Kobe Bryant, smoked waaaay too much weed in Seattle with Shawn Kemp before getting tangled up in some Christmas lights on the walk back. I remain undefeated in footraces against Roy Williams, un-run over by Marshawn Lynch's Tesla, un-sued by that jolly little coach in purple. Got to write about my own dad last year alongside @DaleJr and process some stuff I should've a long time ago. Two books, a million memories, a ton of friends. Today, alongside a lot of those friends, The Post decided to kick me out. But not before I had an insane amount of fun, told a few good stories, and walk away still feeling like the luckiest guy on earth. I was part of the most incredible team in sports journalism. If, on that day that internship rejection came, you'd have told me that I'd get 13 1/2 years here, shit, I wouldn't have believed you for a minute.

Some personal news: I’m among today’s @washingtonpost layoffs. It was a dream 11-year run as an investigative reporter focused on sports—making billionaires tremble (or at least mildly annoying them and their lawyers.) A few highlights from the ride: 🧵

This hits really hard. For literally thousands of former high school athletes and their parents, and for hundreds of stars in our industry who learned how to do it by coveting high school sports in this area. Present company 100 percent included

Growing up reading the Post, I didn’t realize it wasn’t like this in other cities. I didn’t know how lucky we were to enjoy giants of their craft like Kornheiser, Wilbon, Boswell, Kindred & Feinstein. George Solomon, who I am lucky to now call a friend, at the helm of an unrivaled room. Sally Jenkins and Barry Svrluga, among many, later continued the tradition that apparently ends today? It’s hard to process that notion. Everything changes, but the greatness of that newsroom isn’t something that ever becomes outdated or unnecessary.

I remain at The Post, reassigned to cover national news. My new reporters are no doubt badasses. But I’m going to miss my job and my friends. And readers are considerably worse off without them. -30-

And those are only the people who worked on my reporting team. They’re a fraction of the talent in sports, which is a fraction of what’s been erased from The Post today. The institution will survive and thrive again, I suspect, but it will never be the same.

I spent the last six years as the sports investigations and enterprise editor at The Washington Post, managing 8-10 reporters who piled up awards and subscribors and held the powerful to account. As of today, that team, like the sports department, no longers exists.