I was disappointed that the cover of your Sept. 8 issue once again gave all the glory to Ohio State (Let's Play, Sept. 8). The most impressive performance at the beginning of this college football season was USC's 23-0 domination of highly ranked Auburn. Cover recognition of the Trojans as one of the best teams in the country is long overdue.
ROBERT W. PHILLIPS
At the Bottom
Thank you for Prisoners of Depression (Sept. 8). Having suffered from bipolar disorder since I was eight-years-old (I am now 53), I know what the people you wrote about have gone through. Hopefully, your article will wake up some people as to how devastating the problem can be, and those who suffer from it will get some help. Thanks to you, my husband now better understands my condition.
JUDITH F. CROOKS, San Antonio
I was dismayed to see your article on the supposed success of antidepression pills with athletes. You failed to print the legal jargon telling us of the potentially horrendous side effects of these drugs. You also omitted the well-documented incidents of children and adults committing harrowing acts while their minds are altered by these drugs. If you are going to report on a subject as controversial as psychiatry or psychology, please cover both sides of the story.
JESSE REISS, Los Angeles
Congratulations on L. Jon Wertheim's article on depression. It will save some careers and probably some lives.
MARIAN GREEN, Marion, S.C.
He Looks Good in Shorts
As a female employee of a WNBA team, it was refreshing to read Steve Rushin's I Feel Like a Piece of Cheesecake (AIR AND SPACE, Sept. 8). My husband of five months has recently experienced his first summer of WNBA excitement. Although he can't be found sporting Phoenix Mercury shorts while playing flag football, he can fully relate to Steve's experiences of following his wife around the country. Best of luck to both Steve and Rebecca on their new marriage. By the way, shouldn't Steve's byline have read STEVE RUSHIN-LOBO?
Tami Nealy, Chandler, Ariz.
Axed in Indiana
Jack McCallum feels that Isiah Thomas did a good job, going 131-115 over the last three years, and bemoans his fate (SCORECARD, Sept. 8). However, Thomas took over a team that had gone 147-67 over the three years before his arrival. Furthermore, Thomas's teams lost in the first round of the playoffs in three consecutive years, while in the three years before he took over, Indiana made it to the Eastern Conference finals twice and the NBA Finals once. I'd say the only question is why Indiana waited so long to fire Isiah.
George Padoll, Fort Myers, Fla.
The Enemy of My Enemy
Although I am a die-hard New York Mets fan, I have to agree with Charles P. Pierce that the Yankees-Red Sox rivalry is the game's best (A Whale of a Weekend, Sept. 8). I always tune in to root for a Yankees loss. There'd be nothing better than to see Boston knock the $150 million dynasty out of first place, not to mention that we Mets fans owe the Red Sox some support for that 1986 gift from Bill Buckner.
MIKE MERY, Ossining, N.Y.
Songs in the Key of Strife
After reading Rick Reilly's article on celebrity singers at Wrigley Field (THE LIFE OF REILLY, Sept. 8), I believe the Cubs' marketing department need look no further for its next celebrity singer. How about it, Rick?
JEFF APPELGATE, Prosser, Wash.
The Cubs may never win a World Series, and they may never get back to the playoffs, but I will still love them. The only thing that will make me not love the Cubs is if they allow Ozzy to sing again.
TREY HOSFORD, Lake City, Fla.
I got the chance to attend a Cubs game when Harry Caray was still around to lead the seventh-inning stretch, and everybody in the park had a great time singing with him. The game went into extra innings—all the way to the 14th—and I remember wondering whether Harry would lead a second sing-along. When the top of the inning ended, almost everyone still there (it was after midnight on a Sunday) stood up and turned toward the press box. Harry, though, was nowhere to be seen. I assumed it was way past his bedtime. After a few seconds folks started singing anyway, and pretty soon the whole place was having an even better time singing Take Me Out...Part 2.1 don't remember whom the Cubs were playing, much less who won, but I do remember getting a whole new sense of what it means for baseball to be our national pastime.
STEVE ENGELHARDT, Lawrenceburg, Ind.