4) Bill Colson, a member of the Orange Bowl committee, said, "Sending in shabbily dressed members of the vice squad was the crowning insult. This is one of the most crime-ridden cities in the whole country. I'd say the police had their priorities mixed."
The rum was, too. With orange juice. Delicious, the press said.
WHEELING AND DEALING
The official count is yet to come but final sales figures for 1972 should show that more than 10.5 million bicycles were sold last year. Automobile sales were 10.9 million. More than just a sign of the leisurely times, this near standoff is a landmark for bike manufacturers, who haven't outwheeled autos since Henry Ford stumbled over his first axle.
With more and more cyclists vying for their share of the road, many communities have passed legislation providing for bike traffic lanes, parking facilities, rural trails and tougher safety regulations. The State of Oregon now uses 1% of the funds hitherto expended on highways for the needs of bicyclists.
Accompanying this new equality is a predictable side effect. Bike burglary is developing into a multimillion-dollar business—$22.3 million worth were swiped in California alone in 1971.
ROBERTO CLEMENTE: DEATH OF A PROUD
When Roberto Clemente was breaking into the major leagues with the Pittsburgh Pirates in 1955, Henry Aaron (left, above) had already established himself as a star and Willie Mays (center) had won a batting championship, had been named Most Valuable Player, had helped his team win two pennants and the autumn before had made one of the most spectacular catches in World Series history. Clemente was having a modest rookie season: a .255 batting average, only five home runs, only 47 runs batted in. Yet the extraordinary skills were already evident, and one day that season in New York the 21-year-old Clemente was invited to appear on a post-game interview. The announcer reviewed his playing and then, thinking to give the youngster a compliment he could savor, said, "Roberto, you had a fine day and a fine series here. As a young fellow starting out you remind me of another rookie outfielder who could run, throw and get those clutch hits. Young fellow of ours, name of Willie Mays."
There was a noticeable silence. Then the Pittsburgh rookie answered, "Nonetheless, I play like Roberto Clemente."
Such pride, such insistence that he be respected for what he was himself, was the hallmark of Roberto Clemente. He knew how good he was and it was a continuing source of irritation that it took others so long to realize what was so patently evident. During the 1971 World Series between the Pirates and the Baltimore Orioles, Brooks Robinson said, "I knew he was good, but I didn't know he was this good." Not until then, at the end of his 17th season, when a vast television audience watched as he displayed all his myriad talents in leading the Pirates to their upset victory over the Orioles, did Clemente attain the national stature he deserved.