FOR WANT OF MANTLE
Bob Creamer's article, For the Want of a Warning a Pennant Was Lost (June 17), is an insult to the intelligence of baseball fans everywhere and is especially an insult to the capabilities of the other Yankee players.
In his hysterically emotional outburst, Mr. Creamer completely ignores the facts. In the first place, the Orioles took advantage of nothing. It is a matter of record that they have beaten the Yankees with Mantle in the lineup. In the second place, every major league team suffers injuries to key players, who are just as important to their clubs as Mantle is to the Yankees. There is nothing sacred about either Mantle or the Yankees.
If the Yankees do fail to win the pennant, as Mr. Creamer implies, simply because they cannot do without the services of Mickey Mantle for less than one-quarter of the total baseball season, then they most certainly do not deserve to win it.
JAMES I. RANDALL
It is a sad story that Robert Creamer tells about the breaking of Mickey Mantle's foot. However, like the Baltimore fans, I, too, cheer.
When have Yankees ever been easy on their opponents? The Yankees weren't very sad when Herb Score got hurt. Just why should anyone pity them now?
MILTON E. STILES
If this is the kind of fan Baltimore has, they don't deserve ending up in 10th place, let alone first. We all realize winning is the important thing, but it's better to beat a healthy team than a crippled one.
My vote goes to Mantle and the Yankees, for the pennant and the Series.
Mahanoy City, Pa.
It would be more accurate to say that "a "few of" the crowd cheered. No mention was-.made of the standing ovation Mantle received that lasted the entire time it took to carry him from center field to the dugout.
Unless you just prefer to think the worst of Baltimore's baseball fans, why not give them the benefit of this doubt:
Most baseball players—and Mickey Mantle in particular—have such stiff upper lips that they'll stay in a game if barely able to stand upright or, failing that, will limp off the field, as nearly under their own power as possible. The ordinary-garden-variety fan sitting in the grandstand therefore imagines the worst kind of calamities when his heroes are carried from the fray on litters.