With the temperature plummeting below zero, the wind-chill readings falling to intolerable levels and the snowfall exceeding predictions, the last thing I needed was a Winter Sports Special (Dec. 11). Bring on your annual swimsuit preview!
John G. Zimmerman's photographs of ski bowls (Whoopee Wonderland, Dec. 11) left me spellbound. They were so lifelike that I thought I was there instead of here in rainy Virginia.
JOHN W. KRAUS
I must admit that your article on ski bowls was informative, interesting and exciting. But when William Oscar Johnson concludes by saying, "Bowl skiing is as good as skiing gets," I have to disagree.
Tree skiing is the ultimate. It is steep and challenging, and the quality of the snow is better, because the trees offer more protection from wind and sun.
The article Daring Young Man on a Tower of Ice (Dec. 11) is a fascinating account of a challenging experience. The superb writing of William Oscar Johnson allowed me to admire both the climber and the poetry of his movement. This was more than a story, it was a gift of sharing.
RABBI ELLIOT HOLIN
Westlake Village, Calif.
The account of Jeff Lowe's solo ice climb was most engrossing. Johnson writes with such a sense of realism and detail that one can almost imagine oneself clinging to frozen Bridalveil Fall. Also, my congratulations to Photographer Willis A. Wood for some excellent pictures.
RICHARD A. PERRY
I was interested in your SCORECARD item (Dec. 11) on the Cincinnati Reds' firing of Manager Sparky Anderson. Executive Vice-President Dick Wagner's excuse for the firing was the weakest one I have ever heard. He said that Anderson didn't speak out strongly against Pete Rose's defection. What could Anderson say? He had no control over the purse strings.
If the Reds are smart, they'll fire Wagner and John McNamara, Anderson's replacement (I use that term loosely), then rehire Anderson and his coaches and give the rest of the unsigned players everything they want.
I suggest not a fan boycott of Opening Day, but a totally silent crowd. Picture 50,000 Cincinnati fans sitting in Riverfront Stadium for three hours with their arms folded, uttering not a sound. That should let the sports world know how we feel about the shabby treatment of Sparky Anderson by Dick Wagner.
DAVID E. CARTER