Who really cares about a "civil war" on the boring Champions tour (I'll Give Up My Cart When They Pry It from My Cold, Dead Hands, Nov. 1). The senior golfers seem to have a rigged deal: No cut, a payday and few new faces to challenge them, week after week. Perhaps if they get rid of the 20 guys riding carts, we'll see fresh blood and--perish the thought--a cut.
Larry Alper, Portland
If some of the players want to ban carts because they look unprofessional, they should consider banning knickers as well.
Bob Peterson, Sheboygan Falls, Wis.
I have never read a letter to SI that raised my blood pressure like the one from Mike Altieri (Letters, Nov. 22). How dare he write about his lifelong Yankees fan dad--born, ironically, in 1918--being spared the pain of watching the Red Sox win the World Series because he had died a year earlier. Altieri's father was able to cheer many Yankees World Series victories, while Red Sox fans have suffered through too many painful winters.
Michael R. Wallenhorst, Buffalo
Instead of saying Olympic and New York Marathon runner-up Meb Keflezighi "fell a bit short" in those events (Inside Track & Field, Nov. 15), perhaps you should commend him for taking on the running giants of Africa and doing the U.S. proud. Meb, thanks for making me proud again to call myself a distance runner.
Douglas Auer, Staten Island, N.Y.