Your three-line report on the result of this year's Grand National at Aintree, England (FOR THE RECORD, April 9) must be an SI record for brevity in covering the highlights of the world's greatest steeplechase. It was disappointing, to say the least, especially as it followed your excellent pre-race feature (Riding for a Fall) in the March 26 issue, which must have whetted the appetite of many readers for a fuller account of the race.
The records will show, as does your report, that Red Rum won, but this year's Grand National was dominated by a horse called Crisp, the Australian champion. It was Crisp's fantastic speed and fluent jumping that made this race one of the most memorable of all time. Picture it: this great horse, carrying a topweight of 168 pounds (conceding 23 pounds to the eventual winner), going like the proverbial hammer in hell, 20 lengths in front of the pack; he jumps the last fence still well in the clear and seems all set for victory, only to be beaten in the last few strides by Red Rum in a time almost 19 seconds better than the record set by the immortal Golden Miller 39 years ago.
"We will never see another race like that in 100 years" was one comment as the horses passed the post. We certainly won't.
BIG ON MIDGETS
Your recognition of the midgets was a mighty big surprise (Small Dreams of Hitting the Big Time, April 16). These pintsize machines do not get the attention they deserve. From a spectator standpoint, no other form of automobile racing can hold a candle to the midgets for sheer excitement and fun. I hope that this article will encourage SI readers to make a point of discovering the midgets for themselves, in person. They will be amazed.
Midget racing has been grossly under-publicized for the past several years, and your featured article on Jimmy Caruthers was a welcome item for many midget owners and drivers. Too many people around the country are unaware that midgets are still as prosperous as ever.
We do wish to emphasize that midget racing has contributed many more Indy 500 winners than the two drivers mentioned in your article: A. J. Foyt, Mario Andretti, Parnelli Jones, Johnny Parsons Sr., the Un-ser brothers and, of course, Rodger Ward, to name a few.
Thanks for your contribution to the mighty midgets.
JIM AND JUDIE JANOWSKI
I read and enjoyed your article on the love affair between Richard Petty and Andy Granatelli (Petty Blue, STP Red and Blooey, April 9). Certainly they both deserve acclaim, but let us continue to give credit where it is due. Mr. Granatelli's "lieutenant" states that the STP and Coca-Cola logos are the best known in the world. In an automobile article surely you must realize that the real world-famous logo is the VW of Volkswagen.