Your issue of February 6 has really done it. From cover to cover, you have
performed a service in telling us what sports are all about. The article about
Avery Brundage was the spearhead. No half-baked excuses for Russian victories.
No accusations of bad faith. Just the blunt truth that the Russians are moving
into the world's sport picture on a platform of old American traits—hard work,
self-sacrifice, and more hard work.
motives stink—but let's not change our motives to match theirs. Let's match
their virtues of selfless dedication. And if we don't win, we'll have done our
best—and that's a pretty fine goal, too, hackneyed as it may sound.
When SI first
appeared on the scene, I thought I had never seen a weaker mishmash of
warmed-over sports reporting in my life. I was wrong.
When you ran your
first courageous article on the nefarious Jim Norris, I realized that this was
a magazine that could serve a true function for both the world of sports and
the world, period.
Forgive my early
impatience. You're doing nobly.
DAVID B. McCALL
SURVIVAL OF THE
This is my 53rd year of competition in amateur sports. During that time I have
never known a more maligned, efficient, honorable and distinguished gentleman
in sports than Mr. Brundage.
Hoover, he has lived long enough to show up the muckrakers.
HE HAS PRESERVED
Thank heaven a man of honor and integrity—Mr. Avery Brundage (SI, Jan. 30 and
Feb. 6)—is chairman of the U.S. Olympic Committee and president of the
International Olympic Committee.
For several years
this fine man has been unjustly maligned by those who have been masquerading as