Our athletes do have a lot of pressure on them, but they cope with it in the right way. The prodigies of Finland have the same goals and desires as those from other countries. Your article has denigrated my country and culture and has given Americans an inaccurate view of Finland.
HANNA K. JUNGMAN, Orwigsburg, Pa.
Basketball in Alaska
I have just finished reading Ice Buckets (Jan. 31) and feel compelled to write to you. As a college student in 1982, I spent three summer months working in a salmon cannery in Metlakatla, Alaska. My first night there, we played basketball outside until nearly midnight. Not only was it light enough at that hour, but also nobody left the courts, and as newcomers, my friend and I were not about to be the first to leave. Playing basketball was part of living there. It brought the community together.
Then, from 1986 to '90, I was a high school football coach in Texas. Perhaps the greatest compliment I can give to Alaska high school basketball is that interest in it nearly equals the passion of Texas high school football. For most Alaskans, it is a way of life.
Metlakatla is an Indian reservation, and although the people who lived there and I were worlds apart culturally, we had basketball in common. It more than bridged the gap and helped ensure a wonderful summer for me. Thank you for allowing me to relive an important time in my life.
STEVEN J. BUUCK, Milwaukee
In your eulogy of Chub Feeney (SCORECARD, Jan. 24), you failed to mention one accomplishment of his for which vast numbers of baseball fans are thankful—his fight as National League president against the use of the designated hitter in that league.
Thanks to his effort there is still one league that plays baseball as it was intended.
JEFF ROBERTSON, Park Forest, Ill.