UP THE IRISH
Artist Arnold Roth's shillelagh work and the awe of Robert Boyle between them produced a delightful piece about a delightful animal, the Irish wolfhound (The Biggest Dog of All, Feb. 14). Yet for the sake of peace I would point out that we still have a few little old wolfhounds of our own here in Ireland—tucked away in caves, in castles and on islands in lakes.
Our wolfhound, Cormac, here at Bunratty Castle, is Irish and cannot be classified as one of the 500 remaining wolfhounds in the U.S. or one of the 500 in Great Britain. Cormac is worried enough about his past as it is and can't make up his mind whether Finn MacCool was an Englishman who came over with Cromwell, or Wrong Way Corrigan. And as for the dogs from Ireland being of "inferior stock," Cormac swears this is a hard country for a wolfhound to live in, and he'll bay that from the battlements.
CONOR P. O'BRIEN
Re your February 21 SCORECARD item entitled "Dear John Letter," concerning my attempt to get Loyola Coach George Ireland to answer my oft-written request that he agree to play my Southern Illinois University team in basketball, I would like to point out that it was a news-service reporter who wrote the story that mistakenly gave Coach Ireland the first name of John. A hometown Chicago sportswriter then picked up the slip and attributed it to me.
Since I have known George Ireland for some years, I can assure you that my letters to him have always been addressed correctly.
WEST COAST SYNDROME
Your article on Easterner Tom Farrell (A Miniature Snell, Jan. 24) and your comments on his low rating two years ago because of his "unremarkable" 1:52 half miles point out an interesting phenomenon that I call the West Coast syndrome.
The symptoms of this condition are 1) complete and total reliance by Westerners on stopwatches, 2) a chauvinistic regard for their own high school marvels and 3) an ignorance of the less than perfect weather and track conditions existing in areas outside the West Coast.
Fortunately, these western track experts risk no money or else they would have dropped a bundle in recent years. As you noted, the last three top Olympians—Tom Courtney, 1956 (Fordham), Tom Murphy, 1960 ( Manhattan) and Farrell, 1964 (St. John's)—plus the 1965 U.S.- U.S.S.R. winner, George Germann ( Seton Hall), were all from the metropolitan New York area.
Our track wizards evidently need the advice of a good horseplayer to handicap eastern tracks and eastern weather. Until such a Green Sheet comes out, we can expect our Tommy Farrells and our many other excellent eastern half-milers to be far down in the national rankings—at least until the next Olympics.
GEORGE A. SHEEHAN, M.D.
Red Bank, N.J.
Because of the great influence of your magazine, I thought that the readers of SPORTS ILLUSTRATED might like to know of a signal honor accorded the American broad jumper, Miss Willye White. Miss White has been chosen in Paris to receive the Fair Play Award. Her selection as recipient of this honor was based on wide balloting of members of the AIPS (Association Internationale de la Presse Sportive), following a strong recommendation from the British Sports Writers' Association.
It was Miss White's appeal to the judges at the American indoor championships last year that allowed Britain's Mary Rand to compete in the broad jump (after confusion over the takeoff stripes had caused her to fail to qualify) and, eventually, win the title from Miss White.