Letters

Spicy Stuff

I like to think of the Bengals as a bowl of Cincinnati chili and Chad Johnson (It's Good to Be Chad, Oct. 30) as the hot sauce. The chili is pretty good in its own right, but when you add that sauce—it's just soooo much better.
Deb Price, Independence, Ky.

Disco Bengal

I'm sure Johnson had a serious jones to grace the cover of SI. How ironic then that he would appear on the cover looking like Grace Jones (left).
Jeff Funnekotter, Calgary

Do I have to buy into Chad Johnson, Good Guy? When compared to Randy Moss and Terrell Owens, I guess I do. But—his sometimes rocky upbringing aside—when Johnson acknowledges that he's missing time with his kids and their mothers, yet can find time to hang with his friends in South Beach, I find it a much harder sell.
Mark A. Tyrrell, Huntington, N.Y.

If Johnson, who has fathered four children with more than one woman and drives his convertible Lamborghini around the Miami area at close to 100 mph, is the "positive bad boy," I would really hate to see what the really bad boys are like.
Kathryn Dolan, Andover, Mass.

This summer I logged on to SI.com's Classic Covers search engine to see how many times the Bengals had graced the cover of Sports Illustrated. The result: only twice in the past 17 years. Now they've been out front three times in the last six months. Talk about moving up in the world.
Brad Burke, Peoria, Ill.

Buc Up

I was thumbing through my new SI and wondering if any mention would be made of the game-winning 62-yard field goal kicked by Tampa Bay's Matt Bryant when I came to a glorious two-page spread of the winning kick captured forever in print (Leading Off, Oct. 30). The fine line between winning and losing is clearly shown in the photo, with scant inches between the outstretched hands of the Eagles' special teams unit and the ball.
Ray Krause, Hope Valley, R.I.

House of Cards