VAS YOU EFER?
Your Mr. Cave had better find one or crawl back to the woodwork (Everything Came Up Red Roses, Oct. 2). He may not be interested, but the story goes that on the night that the Reds clinched the pennant a fierce-eyed, shaggy-haired genie suddenly appeared on one of those "weird" slopes down in little old Crosley Field. As the genie scuffed his way to the top he was heard to say:
Baseball fans, come along with me For the Reds, we've a right to rave On lop a slope yes, but also a league Far better than down like a Cave.
ROBERT C. JACOBS
I suspect that Ray Cave spent most of his time in Cincinnati, if he was there at all, visiting the Cincinnati chapter of the Los Angeles Dodgers fan club.
JON DE VOLL
AS A SUBSCRIBER I RESENT ARTICLE BY WALTER BINGHAM (Arms and the Men for Cincy, Oct. 9) DEGRADING CINCINNATI AND ITS REDS.
AS LONG-TERM SUBSCRIBER I SINCERELY RESENT UNFRIENDLY STORIES CONCERNING REDS AND UNIVERSITY OF CINCINNATI BASKETBALL CHAMPIONS.
OLIVER P. BARDES
WE WILL NEVER BUY ANOTHER COPY OF YOUR CRUMMY MAGAZINE.
Cincinnati fans will be laughing—all the way to the ball park, and the Reds will be laughing, as they say, all the way to the bank.
Roger Maris is a decent, normal young man who happens to have a knack for hitting home runs and who has been incredibly mistreated by sportswriters and fans.
Thanks for giving him a break (Pursuit of No. 60: The Ordeal of Roger Maris, Oct. 2).
The Ordeal of Roger Maris (Oct. 2) was truly a great story!
DENNIS D. JOHNSON
Greenville, S. C.