? Rose, who is actively engaged in the study of nutrition and occasionally gives lectures on the subject, says that his nutritional program consists of a well-balanced diet based on natural foods rather than processed foods, but he no longer follows a strictly vegetarian diet.—ED.
There's something sad about your article on Masters swimming. It reflects an American curse—the one that dictates that an individual cannot participate in sports for exercise or enjoyment alone. It appears that sport is meaningful only when one is competing against others, with winning paramount. Is winning, throughout a lifetime, that essential to American athletes?
PETER D. ARCHEY
John Underwood's article His Eyes Have Seen the Glory (July 27) showed that he did his homework regarding Don Shula and the "glory" years of the Miami Dolphins. I was privileged to be the representative agent, under Ed Keating, of Larry Csonka, Manny Fernandez, Jim Kiick, Bill Stanfill, Doug Swift and Paul Warfield—notice that I listed them alphabetically and not necessarily by their talents—during those wonderful winning years of the early '70s.
Although Shula, Joe Robbie and Joe Thomas have their ego problems, each in his own way has contributed greatly to the success of the Dolphins. Therefore, I have a suggestion: Let them sit down together like grownup folks and bury the hatchet. Then all three can pursue their God-given talents. Shula should coach, Robbie should administer and Thomas should be given control and carte blanche in recruiting the players. I believe that this arrangement would guarantee a world-championship team in three years.
Indian Harbour Beach, Fla.
In his highly interesting article on Don Shula, John Underwood suggests that Shula is the NFL's best coach. Baloney! The NFL's top active coach is Tom Landry of the Dallas Cowboys. The NFL's top coach ever is George Allen.
LANNY R. MIDDINGS
San Ramon, Calif.
In the past, readers have complained about certain FACES IN THE CROWD. I think it's my turn. In the July 20 issue, you pictured an 8-year-old boy, Randy Barning of Glen Cove, N.Y., for making an unassisted triple play. From the way I read it, this was done in an instructional league, and Randy, a pitcher, did it by running all over the infield, getting all the outs himself. The correct way called for Randy to throw the ball to his teammates. If that's the way the kids are instructed to play in Glen Cove, I feel sorry for them. I love baseball and I hate seeing the game played without regard for the fundamentals. I hope that all players are taught to play the game correctly, by playing as a team and not as individuals.
HOLD THE MUSTARD
Every time I hear of another Ronald McDonald—or MacDonald, as in the case of the Mets' Triple A farmhand (SCORECARD, July 27)—I shake my head in sympathy. Usually I hear or see his name bandied about with old jokes, such as, "He plays the game with relish." I figure the inventor of those jokes actually thought they were original.
Such banter used to bother me, until I asked two singers called "Dust and Ashes" which was Dust and which was Ashes. When neither of them cracked a smile, I realized that even a poor soul like me with a name everyone plays with can make the mistake of beating a dead horse once in a while.
Anyway, my brother's name is Donald.
RONALD P. MCDONALD