Paragon or Pariah?
John Stockton of the Utah Jazz will go down as one of the best point guards ever. Phil Taylor did a marvelous job of portraying him as a player who has a job to do and does it, night after night (Well Stocked, May 25). I have long admired Stockton's flair and love for the game. And, no, I don't believe that he has lost a step.
Lori Howell, Madison Heights, Va.
Stockton pushes, kicks, pulls, elbows, sets illegal screens and flops on defense. Those aren't the actions of a crafty veteran; they are the work of a dirty player. The way he plays is a travesty of the game of basketball.
Mark Bodenrader, North Andover, Mass.
What a Deal
When Rocky Colavito (right), the home run champ, was traded in 1960 for Harvey Kuenn (left), the batting champ, it was unexpected and cataclysmic. Back then it was axiomatic that if you were a star, you spent your best years with the same team. Now the main man in the trade of the century stayed barely a week with his new team, the Marlins, before being dealt again, to the Mets.
Isaac Steven Herschkopf, New York City