Every time boxing seems to lose its appeal someone comes along and regenerates interest in it. Thank you, George.
RAY RUSSELL, VIRGINIA BEACH, VA.
Forget it. No way on this or any other planet. Fantasyland. Too old, too fat, too slow. It's crazy to let him in the ring.
Wrong! He did it. Bam! Right on the button. Perfect punch, and the kid took a nap. Amazing. George Foreman. Forty-five years old and heavyweight champ of the world (KO'd, Nov. 14).
DAVID HAUTZIG, New York City
Although I am happy for Big George, his victory is an embarrassment to boxing. What is a 45-year-old overweight man doing at the top? After such outstanding heavyweight champions as Ali, Frazier, the Foreman of old and Tyson, this bout has hurt boxing's reputation. Who will be the next champion—some fat guy who fought in the 1950s?
MICHAEL ROTH, Plainview, N.Y.
The story of this fight was Michael Moorer's refusal to follow his trainer's instructions. So what if Moorer was ahead on points. It was like a batter looking over at his third base coach, getting the bunt sign and then proceeding to swing away. Moorer deserved to lose. Big George got lucky because he fought an undisciplined boxer.
JAY LEVENBERG, Fredonia, N.Y.
Foreman's right hand wasn't the only thing that did in Moorer. His trainer talked him to death between rounds. I can imagine Moorer saying, "Let me get out of here with the $7.5 million," as he lay on the canvas. "Anything to get away from that chatter." The poor guy never had a moment's rest.
EVERETT LEE, Holden Beach, N.C.
Moorer's fall to the canvas after a single blow from a 45-year-old fighter after almost 30 minutes of boxing leaves much to question.
DON SLOAN, New York City
In the 25 years since I lived in Massillon, Ohio, I have attended Super Bowls, Rose Bowls and World Series. None of these compare with the Massillon-McKinley game (The Centurians, Nov. 14). Readers should realize Massillon is a town of 30,000 that can turn out 20,000 for a high school game. Thanks for the memories.
JOHN FEENEY, Bloomfield Hills, Mich.
While it was great to see Leigh Montville's piece on the Massillon-McKinley duel, it was disappointing to find no mention of Ohio's longest-running high school football rivalry among the nine featured in INSIDE HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL. Troy and Piqua, two schools located just north of Dayton and separated by about a 10-minute drive, have battled since 1899. The series is almost even—53-51-6 in favor of Piqua—and in recent years has been played before crowds approaching 15,000.
SHAWN MITCHELL, Columbus, Ohio
Since the 1950s, two schools in Pennsylvania, Stroudsburg and East Stroudsburg, have played on Thanksgiving Day for the Little Brown Jug trophy. If the visiting team wins, it walks home—the high schools are 2.1 miles apart—in a victory parade. The team is accompanied by the band, by parents and friends, and by police cars and fire trucks with sirens blaring.
AL SCHOCH, Roseville, Minn.