Thanks for Ray Cave's wonderful article on my favorite team, the Philadelphia Warriors, my favorite player, Wilt Chamberlain, and now, I guess, my favorite coach, Frank McGuire (McGuire Raises a Standard, Oct. 30).
State College, Pa.
Is it possible that Ray Cave is writing about the same Frank McGuire that I know about? This McGuire, a former basketball coach at the University of North Carolina, was the coach who:
1) Criticized his own athletic director in an open press conference.
2) Criticized the ACC commissioner openly.
3) Recruited so vigorously that the University of North Carolina was put on probation by the NCAA.
4) In his quiet, aloof way, intimidated the referees more than the holler coaches.
A great coach? Yes. A great gentleman? We-e-ll.
New York City
We here at Carolina were lucky to have this man for basketball coach, and we just hope the pro game will profit as much as we did.
ROBERT J. FRAGASZY
Chapel Hill, N.C.
The best thing ever to happen to the NBA.
Highland Park, Ill.
Hell's Old Angels (Oct. 30) rings a bell for all of us who were seat-of-the-pants fly-boys in 1917, '18, '19.
I salute Messrs. Wynne, Palen, Mantz, Tallman and Co. for their verve and courage in promoting the art. Never fear, they—or their likes—will be doing simulated "dogfights" for the public's enlightenment and their own amusement and perpetuating the glory of these old crates that were our wings in that era.
Robert H. Boyle makes several references to G-8 and His Battle Aces but no notes of the author, Robert J. Hogan. I have known Hogan for many years and think your readers should at least know about him. He is currently wintering here at Coral Gables and is still writing stories.
Coral Gables, Fla.
I have a Bosch magneto taken off a Fokker plane, north of Verdun, in October 1918. If any of these old plane fans want it, they can have it.
WALLACE E. SCOTT
Many Eagle fans in Philadelphia believe your story on the NFL's hard-playing stars in action (Five Star Pros, Oct. 23) should be called "Six Star Pros" because we recognize our star pro Chuck Bednarik (No. 60) about to tackle Jimmy Brown.
G. NELSON WATTS
I always thought that a marshmallow was a "confection made from corn syrup, sugar, starch and gelatin, beaten to a creamy consistency."
Now I learn, to my great amazement, that it is a Southeastern Conference football team such as Tennessee, Auburn, LSU, Tulane, Georgia and Vanderbilt that plays either Ole Miss or Alabama (FOOTBALL'S WEEK, Oct. 30).
Keep that educational magazine coming, there must be other things I don't know.
HAROLD S. JARVIS
If Mervin Hyman actually believes that Ole Miss plays a marshmallow schedule then he and your board of "experts" need to have their respective marshmallow heads examined.
Folks down this way still recall Kentucky's terrific upset of Oklahoma in the Sugar Bowl 13-7. And Tennessee has been a national football power down through the years. To paraphrase Sir Winston Churchill: "Some marshmallows!"
Man, did you ever goof.
KEN A. BROCK
Please! Please! Please! No more stories of any kind on the phonies from Mississippi. What you are doing is leading some people to believe that Mississippi could defeat Michigan State, Iowa, Ohio State, Minnesota or Michigan. And this the entire world knows is a damn lie, Sun!
San Jose, Calif.
SWIM YOU SINNERS
In "Sin of Excellence" (SCORECARD, Oct. 30) you report that New Trier High School has been placed on probation because its swimmers continued to practice after their regular season had ended. As a college swimmer, I feel that the superintendents of the Suburban League are doing a gross injustice not only to New Trier but to American swimming as a whole. It is boys like Fred Schmidt and his New Trier teammates who will keep the United States the greatest swimming power in the world. But if high school swimmers are refused the right to test their ability against others in competition on a national level, what incentive will there be for them to continue?
"Sin of Excellence" points up some rather peculiar thinking about swimmers on the part of school superintendents in suburban Chicago. However, you have to go a long way to beat the State of Minnesota's High School League's attitude toward basketball players. Last March the league declared the whole Roosevelt High basketball team of Minneapolis ineligible on the eve of the state tournament because two of the team's substitute members had participated the previous spring in a postseason "all-star" game composed of church teams.
As if this weren't enough, these righteous moralists compounded their nonsense by forbidding any high school athlete to view a professional football game as a guest of the Viking management because "the rules forbid any such athlete from accepting awards in excess of $1, excluding trophies and emblems, etc."
When the boys have graduated and find they have to subscribe to season tickets for booster clubs and the like because of pressure from business associates it will be time enough to penalize them for their enjoyment of sports, not when they are in their teens and formulating attitudes toward authority.