Here is an early nomination for Sportsman of the Year. There can be only one choice: Carl Yastrzemski of the Boston Red Sox, who, with his teammates, made 1967 the baseball season that will never end.
Pamela Knight's is the first good article on mycophagy in a popular magazine that I can remember (In Search of Cantharellus Cibarius, Oct. 16). Most such articles are so full of mistakes that one wonders why the editor bothered printing them.
HARRY S. KNIGHTON
Chairman, Committee on Fungi
As a charter member of the SPORTS ILLUSTRATED "club," I feel I have a legitimate complaint regarding your October 23 pro basketball cover. Every Thursday evening when I get home from work, I ask my wife if SI has arrived. If she says "yes," she receives her daily kiss. If she says "no," I start my growly bear act. Now on this particular Thursday the answer was "no," SI had not arrived. Friday morning when I was emptying wastebaskets into the burning barrel, out falls the October 23 issue. Because of your psychedelic cover, my wife thought that it was one of those mail-order catalogs that are so prevalent these days and threw it away. As a result, I have just started an antipsychcdelic-magazine-cover campaign.
North Highlands, Calif.
Sports is no place for pop art! You are entitled to your opinions. But when you start putting mod covers on my magazine I feel I have every right to argue.
I would like to obtain a blowup of your October 23 cover.
British Author John Fowles says sport is "a situation where beauty may arise." Constantine Manos' photographs and the accompanying commentary, On the Road in All Star Low-cuts (Oct. 23), attest to Fowles' assumption. Basketball, "the simplest of team games" in SI Publisher Garry Valk's words, attains its simple-best in the NBA, and the Manos camera has frozen this small group of athletes in some of their various struggles to attain the perfection for which they are trained.
There is much more to say for this short essay on the poetry of pro basketball. However, if you'll excuse me for a second, I have to pull up my knee socks and finish lacing up my All Stars. Oh, hey, SI. Thanks for bringing in the ball.