As an Orlando Magic fan, I will thoroughly enjoy crashing the LeBron-Kobe Finals party. Perhaps your May 25 cover should have read "Cleveland (Falls Like a) Rock!"
Dan Weidl, Heathrow, Fla.
I'm sane enough to know that a magazine cover cannot really jinx any one person or team, but why risk it? On behalf of all Cleveland fans, I kindly request that you not place our players on the cover again until they are holding a trophy while riding in a parade.
W. Jason Eddy Carrollton, Ohio
For years I have been trying to explain to my wife, who is from the New York City area, the torture of being a Cleveland sports fan. Now I can simply hand her Joe Posnanski's article (Cleveland Rocks, May 25) and say, "Here. This explains it all."
Charley Walters, Berea, Ohio
As a former resident of the Cleveland area, I find the "woe is us" mentality of current Clevelanders to be unhealthy and as tiresome as that of Bostonians who felt sorry for themselves before the Red Sox' World Series win in 2004. Clevelanders would be far better off adopting the positive spirit of the player they adore so much, LeBron James.
Thomas C. Smith
Frisco, Texas
It's worth noting that the curse of Cleveland extends to a fourth sport. The NHL's Cleveland Barons hold the dubious distinction of being the last franchise in the four major sports leagues to cease operation; they were merged with the Minnesota North Stars in 1978, after two seasons in Cleveland.
Howard Simon
Port Washington, N.Y.
Filly Flash
Bill Frakes's brilliant photo of Rachel Alexandra's clean win at the Preakness says it all (Lady's First, May 25). The filly finished bright-eyed and shiny, while all the boys that followed her home looked as if they had been beaten in a dirt-clod fight.
Jeffrey Lyttle, Worthington, Ohio
Special Unit
Randy Johnson delivers the kind of excitement (Randy Johnson Will Grind Your Bones to Make His Bread, May 25) that has kept me a fan of baseball through all the sport's disappointing issues. He is like watching moving art!
Patty Rzonca
North Olmsted, Ohio
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