BASEBALL: THE SERIES
All hail the Yanks! As for Milwaukee—they still make good beer!
Baseball is sick, sick, sick. The Yankees couldn't play .500 ball during the months of August and September, yet they have another world championship.
MATT E. HEUERTZ
A Milwaukee fan shouldn't be writing this, but....
The splendid recovery of the Damn Yankees in the World Series is surely the sport feat of the year. If Sportsman of the Year cannot be awarded to a team, I'm suggesting Casey Stengel.
Forgive me, Braves!
Never have I seen such arrogance in victory! Mr. Stengel & Co. had won my admiration for coming from behind so magnificently. However, Stengel's egotistical rerun of the seven games (in the TV interview following the victory) was unnecessary and in extremely bad taste.
Mr. Haney's gracious manner in defeat is much more worthy of the great American pastime.
I have been forced to join the loyal legion of Yankee-haters.
ARDES L. LINSCOTT
Never has this Yankee-born, naturalized Texan sat so tall in the saddle as when he read your would-be prophetic pronouncement of doom for Casey Stengel and the World Champion New York Yankees. The thought of Robert Creamer eating such words (SI, Oct. 13) as, "The Braves...moved confidently toward the denouement" and, "The Series was over except for the formality of the coup de gr�ce..." gives me almost as much pleasure as does the prospect of an American League team in Houston (I could watch the Yankees in person). I reckon I'm branded for life—with a big N.Y.
DAVID D. PRINCE
BASEBALL: AN AUDIT FOR O'MALLEY
It's a cloudy day in Long Beach, which seems an appropriate time to reply to your "Sunshine in L.A." (EVENTS & DISCOVERIES, Oct. 13). I'm an auditor for an oil company writing up an audit of our Lancaster bulk plant this morning, but will take time to audit your balance statement for Mr. O'Malley & Co. first.