DREGS IN THE CUP
"Let the amateurs play without remuneration..." (The Cup Runneth Out, Jan. 16). Is Bill Talbert kidding? How would the poor boys make a living?
Seriously, though, what I suppose he meant was let the professionals play on the Davis Cup teams without getting paid for it. This strikes me, for one, as a fine idea.
New York City
•Right. Former Cup Captain Talbert's original point was lost in an editorial foot fault.—ED.
Once again America has witnessed the sorry spectacle of its so-called amateur tennis players being lured to greener pastures of honest professionalism.
At this rate our quasi-amateur tournaments will be reduced to using high school kids for participants. What a sorry state of affairs when two of our top young players, Barry McKay and Butch Buchholz, force the U.S. to start from scratch again in its search to find players good enough to meet the Australians on even terms. If these two amateurs can't win any major tournaments as amateurs, pray tell what they expect to win as professionals against the likes of Gonzales, Hoad, Segura et al.?
What a shame our tennis players don't have the same pride and devotion to country that the Australians possess. If they did, I dare say the Davis Cup would spend a good deal more time on this side of the Pacific.
RICHARD L. NICHOLAS
Congratulations on selecting Arnold Palmer as your sportsman of the year.
You couldn't have picked a better man.
PETER D. KESERIC
Arnold Palmer is liable to be a one-eyed Sportsman of the Year (Jan. 9) if he keeps on grinding his golf clubs as shown.
M. J. BRINKERHOFF
If this truly represents Palmer's normal operating procedure with a grindstone, it could be that soon we'll be seeing the sad sequel entitled Sportsman of the Year Gets a Guide Dog.
Anybody who still has his eyesight and some common sense knows that 1) a grinder should never turn upward and 2) a grinder should never be used without the protection of a plastic face mask or shatterproof goggles.
It isn't often that a hacker can give worthwhile advice to golf's greatest money winner, but please, Arnold, do something about that grinding wheel!
•Asked to comment on her famous husband's disregard for customary precautions in the workshop, Winnie Palmer, who has received 100 or more personal protests by phone on the same subject since the picture appeared, replied with a deep, wifely sigh: "Arnold's that way about everything. What can I do?"—ED.
To you and Mr. Alexander Eliot, my thanks for Men Like Gods (Jan. 9). It is gratifying to find in a magazine devoted to sports an article which can qualify as literature, pictures which would do credit to the finest art publication and perceptive, poetic writing which would do credit to Pericles himself.
Maple Glen, Pa.
In behalf of the University of Florida, Baylor University, the Southeastern Conference, the Southwest Conference, the Gator Bowl, the South in general and millions of television football fans, I would like to express my appreciation for the wonderful coverage you gave the Gator Bowl (three lines of agate type in FOR THE RECORD, Jan. 9).
CHARLES F. JEAN
Sports Illustrated fairly described the Rose Bowl game as one between the speedy, heady Huskies and a gallant group of Golden Gophers—whom Minnesotans are proud to welcome home.
St. Cloud, Minn.
If Minnesota is the No. 1 team in the country, what is Washington?
You ought to stick your head in all four bowls respectively.
G. V. MEYERS
PALMER DEMONSTRATES RISKY IRON PLAY