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Rock Art
The official logo of the Colorado Rockies is better than SI's proposed substitute (SCORECARD, Oct. 7). It is clean and legible, with obvious symbolism. The white baseball against a purple mountain with snow on its crest is easy to grasp. In the SI version, the three bases on a purple diamond are overwhelmed by the word Rockies.
Falls Church, Va.

Even though the Rockies' logo is easier to read, I think your logo, designed by Michael Doret, looks sportier.
Stockton, Calif.

Your logo demonstrates your lack of understanding of the West. The design looks more like a spaceship or the cover of a comic book than anything representative of the Colorado mountains. The black and silver in the official logo represent the ruggedness and strength of Colorado's past and present. Your choice of a New York City artist to depict this "feeling for the western U.S." is a slap in the face. Maybe the next time you want to revise a team logo, you should look a little closer to that team's home.

It doesn't matter what logo the new team uses. They're still going to be the Colorado Rookies.
Morristown, N.J.

Foyt Forever
I have been a subscriber to SI for more than 20 years, and something I thought impossible has happened. A story has brought me to tears. For William Nack to have gotten so close to A.J. Foyt, a man whom most people have for years found difficult to know, is special (Twilight of a Titan, Sept. 30). Like many others, I have followed Foyt's Indy career, always rooting for him to win. Nack portrayed a champion human being who, like Foyt's memory of his father, will live on forever.
Newport Beach, Calif.

Team Effort
I was hoping for a cover shot but would have settled for a banner saying that the U.S. had won the Ryder Cup. Instead, John Garrity chose to write an article on the "notable Kiawah crack-ups" (Blood, Sweat and Tears, Oct. 7). He was wrong in praising only Lanny Wadkins, Paul Azinger, Chip Beck, Fred Couples and Corey Pavin. He detailed Mark Calcavecchia's troubles on the 17th hole but glossed over the fact that Calcavecchia won 2½ points—as did Hale Irwin and Payne Stewart. What the U.S. achieved in the Ryder Cup was a team victory.
Captain, U.S. Ryder Cup team
Mentone, Calif.

Beaten but Unbowed
You should stick to the topic of your article, the ineptitude of the Cleveland Indians (Beaten Like a Drum, Oct. 7), instead of stooping to a new low by taking cheap shots at a prosperous city. We Clevelanders are far from "beyond embarrassment." We are proud of our city, the work ethic of our citizens and the growth our downtown is undergoing. The fate of a baseball team in no way represents the personality of a city.

I think you should have included more about the true fans, who go to the games because they support the Indians. Sadly, most Clevelanders do not realize how lucky they are to have a major league franchise in their city.
Painesville, Ohio

A Gracious Ruth
Robert Creamer's article (The Babe Goes Hollywood, Sept. 30) about the making of the TV movie based on his biography of Babe Ruth brought back a personal memory of an incident toward the end of Ruth's life.

In 1948, just months before his death from throat cancer, Ruth was in Southern California, where he attended a game of the Hollywood Stars of the Pacific Coast League at Gilmore Field in Hollywood, Calif. As public relations director of the Stars, I went to the Babe's box seat to ask if he would pose for a photo with our two big home run hitters, Frank Kelleher and Gus Zernial. Ruth's voice was raspy and his body emaciated, but he graciously consented. Here's that photograph (Kelleher is on the left), one of the last taken of the Babe on a baseball diamond.
Dana Point, Calif.



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