ROAD TO THE TRACK
I thought that I was finally going to see a good article in your magazine about the great veterans of the "500," such as Rodger Ward, A. J. Foyt and Jim Rathmann, instead of the two-page biography of Dan Gurney (The "500" Under Attack, May 27). Although Gurney may be a fine driver, it was foolish to compare the talents of a road racer who had driven only 93 race laps at the Speedway to Ward, the alltime USAC point leader.
Instead of going to New York or California to get material for your magazine, why not go to Terre Haute, Ind. and watch a sprint-car race? Or watch Roger McCluskey or Jim Hurtubise broadside through a turn on a half-mile dirt track? After that, if you can still honestly call Dan Gurney a daring driver, I will take it all back.
My thanks to SPORTS ILLUSTRATED and Tom Brody for your article on Columbia crew and me (The Laughing Lion, June 3). I hesitate to take issue with Cornell Coach Stork Sanford, but if I really have the "sound technical knowledge" he credits me with, I learned it all from him. However, the fact of the matter is that the secret of the Lion's new roar lies in the hands and backs, the minds and hearts of the fine, determined young men who make up the Columbia crews this year. It is their efforts, dedication and desire that have realized this goal of beginning another winning rowing tradition at Columbia.
CARL F. ULLRICH
New York City
If ever I saw a distorted picture in print, the letter of one Harry L. Guss (19TH HOLE, May 27) is it. To imply that our loss of the Davis Cup in 1955 was even remotely due to any dereliction on the part of Captain Bill Talbert is fantastic. Your own magazine carried a color picture of the shoulder injury incurred by Tony Trabert that year. It was diagnosed by the medicos as a muscle tear, which he sustained at Southampton against Eddie Moylan. You highlighted his enforced absence from all play for weeks prior to the Challenge Round. Trabert understandably played very poorly against Hoad and not much better in the doubles, and was benched on the third day's singles, being replaced by Ham Richardson.
As for Vic Seixas, Rosewall was always his nemesis. Ken beat Vic in 1952 at Forest Hills when in his teens, though Mulloy beat Ken next day. Vic lost to Ken in every meeting except the 1954 Challenge Round, and it was Captain Talbert's superb strategy that alone made that possible. Vic won Wimbledon in 1953 because Nielsen beat Rosewall, and Vic won Forest Hills in 1954 because Hartwig beat Rosewall.
LOVE CALL FOR CURLY
Just recently I ran across an old SPORTS ILLUSTRATED series on how to train your retriever (SI, July 13, 1959), and it is on that basis that I am taking the liberty of writing to you with what may seem a strange request. If when you look at the enclosed photograph of my retriever, Chilliwack, you ask, "What is it?" it may be that you have never seen a curly-coated retriever (below right). Up until a year ago, neither had I. Like most hunting dogs, this is a made breed that undoubtedly claims the German poodle, the Irish water spaniel, the Gordon setter, the Newfoundland and the English water spaniel as ancestors. I got Chilliwack in Canada from the owners of the only registered pair of curly-coats in that country.
And this brings me to my request. Chilliwack will be a year old tomorrow and eligible to be a sire, according to AKC and CKC rules, but, outside of his three sisters, I can find no mate for him. I want to raise some of these magnificent dogs, but I badly need a female. Maybe some of your readers would know where Chilliwack and I can find one?
If anything, William S. Baring-Gould has been too modest in his boasts of Sherlock Holmes's athletic prowess ( Sherlock Holmes, Sportsman, May 27). As a cyclist, I doubt that Holmes could have been beaten by any harness racer. And who among our modern campers could have rested so effortlessly on Devon moor? What precision and strength must be needed for any man to fracture a bust of Napoleon with his hunting crop to reveal so dramatically "the black pearl of the Borgias." Mr. Baring-Gould has demonstrated remarkable restraint.
Even more engaging than the words of the article, however, are the etchings that accompany it. I cannot believe that Artist Thomas B. Allen and his technical assistant Chaim Koppelman are only bystanders but feel that they, too, must be Baker Street Irregulars. If they are not members I think they deserve honorary membership. Certainly their representation of the phantom Hound of the Baskervilles could never be equaled.
LEE WEATHERBEE, M.D.
As a footnote to Mr. William S. Baring-Gould's scholarly essay on Sherlock Holmes as athlete and sportsman, may I offer an explanation of Holmes's baffling reference to "baritsu, or the Japanese system of wrestling," which enabled him to hurl Professor Moriarty to his death in the Reichenbach Falls. In point of fact, the word baritsu does not exist in the Japanese language; its misuse in the Holmes story is simply another of Dr. Watson's numerous errors as reporter. I quote from a paper prepared by the late Count Makino, elder Japanese statesman, and read at the initial meeting in Tokyo in 1948 of the Baritsu Chapter of the Baker Street Irregulars, of which Count Makino was a founding member: