For some time now the Bonneville International Corporation, a Utah company, has been sending 16-mm. prints of Brigham Young University's basketball games to TV stations in Central and South America. The films, which have commentary in Spanish, Portuguese and English, are shown on more than 150 stations in a dozen countries. The reaction has been astonishing. More than 700 letters from Spanish-and Portuguese-speaking fans have come to BYU during recent weeks, one saying, "If Brigham Young ever visits Peru, it will be considered the home team. The Cougar games are the No. 1 sports program on television in this country." A Cougar Club has been formed in Guatemala City. Another fan group calls itself the "Brighamyoungs," pronounced breegamions.
Walter Canals, who announces the games in Spanish and directs their marketing in Spanish-speaking areas, says. "They consider American basketball the best in the world, and they're anxious to study our techniques. Community and school teams ask for the films after the TV stations are finished with them."
FOR ST. PETE'S SAKE
You all know St. Petersburg, Fla., the staid city of the South? The place that's filled with emporiums advertising blood-pressure readings and high colonics, where the liveliest activity for resident oldsters, according to the cruel quipsters of the night-club circuit, is to sit around and listen to their arteries harden?
Don't believe it. What St. Petersburg is filled with is daredevils. What other city has produced a rocket-powered go-kart capable of faster-than-dragster speeds, a motorcyclist (not Evel Knievel) who has jumped a canyon, and a human kite who flies over and under bridges?
Details: Jack McClure of St. Pete has reached 221.21 mph in a quarter-mile run in his rocket go-kart. (Will your kids be the first on their block to do 200 mph in their karts?) Bob Gill of St. Pete successfully jumped his motorcycle 152 feet across Cajun Canyon in Louisiana last year before thousands of spectators. And a couple of weeks ago Hal Elgin, a St. Petersburg fireman, cut loose his tow rope at an altitude of 1,200 feet and flew his delta-wing kite over the Sunshine Skyway bridge not just once but twice, and then zipped under it, between the bottom of the roadbed and the swirling waters of Tampa Bay 150 feet below.
Maybe Ponce de Leon was looking for his fountain on the wrong side of the peninsula.
PEACE ON ICE
The big treaty between the National Hockey League and the World Hockey Association is a monument to practicality. The NHL agreed to recognize the new league, pay it $1,750,000 to cover legal fees the WHA amassed in court battles and play a series of preseason inter-league exhibitions next fall. All it gets in return is an agreement by the WHA to respect the NHL's one-year option clause in the players' contracts. Still, this means that after Aug. 1, 1974, there will be no more raiding of NHL rosters. There are some other clauses, but it all boils down to one word: peace.
There was some objection in the NHL to the settlement, "principally at the lower levels," according to League President Clarence Campbell, but it was not strong. Why did the older, richer league give in? As one NHL man explained: "It's simple. We're still doing all right on the ice, but we haven't been scoring much lately in the courts."