The two-legged runners will surely denounce this idea as "dehumanizing." But, after all, aren't they occasionally subject to urine tests?
BAD BEHAVIOR (CONT.)
Ron Fimrite's description of ugly incidents (Take Me Out to the Brawl Game, June 17) furnishes further proof that there is nothing new under the sun—or under the lights.
In your issue of exactly 11 years ago—June 17, 1963—Robert Creamer wrote the following account of sportsmanship, Baltimore style:
"But that was a strange night all around—sad, lively, spectacular, funny, unpleasant. There was the rain, then a cow-milking contest in front of the Oriole dugout starring a cow named Miss Udderly Fascinating, a wet bat spinning into the stands, an empty bottle of Seagram's V.O. thrown at the plate umpire. The oddest and most unbelievable thing of all came as the game ended. The public address system announced that Mantle's X ray had revealed a fracture. The crowd cheered." Let him cast the first stone, firecracker, bottle, right hook, etc.
MARSHALL H. KUHN
The skillful manner in which Ron Fimrite relates sport and social science and blends the two makes for a hard-hitting, timely and introspective look at a problem that may be a burgeoning phenomenon afflicting sports everywhere.
Silver Spring, Md.
Why is it, when people ask about unruly sports fans, they liken them to animals in a zoo? The last time I was in a zoo, the animals behaved extremely well and I've heard nothing of any disturbances since. I'm sure if the animals could talk we'd be hearing about Animals' Lib.
New York City
It is personalities like Jackson that make the world of sports so fascinating. In a period marked by apathy and discontent, it is refreshing to see someone who seems to thoroughly enjoy what he is doing, while displaying such youthful exuberance. Obviously a $250,000 yearly salary makes things much easier, but Reggie's impressive financial status doesn't seem to have dampened his enthusiasm and determination.
A much-read publication like SI hasn't the right to imply that Reggie Jackson's type of living is a prerequisite to becoming a good athlete. If you're getting low on problem athletes to write about, why not publish reruns on some of the good guys?
South Charleston, W. Va.