RAYMOND FLOYD'S OPEN
As a longtime admirer of Raymond Floyd, I was glad to see John Iacono's excellent picture of him on your cover. He surely deserved that spot after winning the 1986 U.S. Open (Guts, Grit And Grandeur, June 23). Also, congratulations to Rick Reilly on a memorable article.
THELMA K. BROWN
Like most of the guys who subscribe to SI, I love to look at the girls in the annual swimsuit issue. But another has now stolen my heart—precious Christina Floyd, who adorns your cover with her beaming dad. I have the feeling that she is as much responsible for her father's big smile as is the Open title itself. She's adorable!
NOT QUITE EVERYONE'S CUP OF TEA
I take exception to William Taaffe's review of the World Cup soccer telecasts (TELEVISION, June 23). My wife and I have greatly enjoyed watching the games. I understand and appreciate the technical problems Taaffe grumbles about, but the games are not boring. Certainly they have more action than bowling tournaments, marathons and auto races as seen on television.
Taaffe also bemoans the lack of close-ups and slow-motion replays, and the "flying boxes" used for the replays, citing all this as a problem with the Mexican feed. In my opinion, the flying boxes are no more hokey than replays on American networks. While I agree that slow motion and closeups would be nice, especially to showcase the fancy footwork displayed, I applaud the full-field views being shown on the television screen. They enable the viewer to recognize the strategy and style of play and also allow for a greater sense of the flow of the game than would be realized from a continuous close-up on the ball. American football telecasts would benefit greatly from this manner of coverage.
DOUGLAS W. CORKHILL
Taaffe's diatribe on the World Cup telecasts reminds me of the ignorant fan who arrives in the seventh inning of a scoreless baseball game and says, "Good, I didn't miss anything." The assertion that low-scoring games are automatically devoid of excitement is characteristic of someone with little knowledge of soccer.
Soccer is a game for the patient sports fan, who is probably unheard of in the U.S. It is a game that must be experienced amid a festive crowd of people in a stadium. Also, I find soccer exciting because goals are at such a premium. When a goal is scored, it is usually scored with the kind of flair that would make any fan howl "Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-al!"
New Britain, Conn.
Taaffe is right, but he missed the real attraction of World Cup soccer for those few of us who do watch on weekends: It is in a class with baseball, golf and bowling as a soothing lullaby for a Sunday afternoon snooze. Just the right length, too.
I enjoyed Bruce Newman's article on the Mets (A Four-Letter Word For Shoo-In?, June 16). At one point, their lead in the National League East opened up to an incredible 11� games, a club record for games in front. Even never-say-die Cardinal manager Whitey Herzog admitted the race was over. With a team so talented and a pitching staff that is simply dynamite, it is scary to think what the Amazin's can accomplish during the rest of the season.
My delight upon seeing a piece on the Mets faded suddenly when I read Bruce Newman's unkind description of catcher Gary Carter as a man "obsessed with, uh, himself, actually." This is a popular criticism of Carter. However, I am still looking for evidence to support this allegation. Carter is exuberant and, I suppose, seems childish and extreme in his enthusiasm. But in his play and in the postgame interviews that I have seen, he appears unselfish and always gives credit to others.
KATHERINE A. LEONARD
Concerning the public image cultivated by Mets catcher Gary Carter, I wish to point out that Carter has served as the National Sports Chairman for the Leukemia Society of America for the past year and has given unselfishly and unfailingly of his time in our efforts to increase public awareness of the progress being made in the research on and treatment of this and related diseases. Carter's mother died of leukemia in 1966, and he has vowed to do "whatever it takes" to find the cure for the disease. To date he has personally raised more than $40,000 for the society.
LAWRENCE D. ELLIS, M.D.
Leukemia Society of America
New York City