In your Sept. 20, 1976 issue (A Duel of Pace and Power) you wrote about Chris Evert-Lloyd's second straight U.S. Open victory and said, "Evert may win 10 more Forest Hills before a young lady from California named Tracy Austin is old enough to take the Open from her."

Well, Chris won four straight before Tracy beat her (She Simply Couldn't Believe It, Sept. 17). In any case, Tracy is the new queen of tennis.
Bazine, Kans.

This year's U.S. Open proved to be too much for the big guns. I was excited to see a gutsy No. 3-seeded teen-ager stick with it to the end. What a thrill it must be for her—and no one except your photographer captured her excitement. Thanks for another great cover.
Orem, Utah

Is there no code of decency that might be upheld in the once dignified sport of tennis? The utterances by Jimmy Connors as he expressed his dismay over his failures in the U.S. Open were vile enough for me to usher my younger children away from the television set.

Perhaps sterner disciplinary action for vulgarisms and for the lack of respect shown by many of the players toward the officials would help to restore some semblance of order and decency to a game once played by ladies and gentlemen.

I suppose, however, there is very little hope, because the measure of success has become who won and how much money did he or she earn. How sad it is to realize what little value is placed on good sportsmanship and fun.
Ormond Beach, Fla.

I think your SCORECARD item (Sept. 10) was less than fair to U.S. Open umpire Frank Hammond and his handling of the McEnroe-Nastase affair. I saw only six or eight of the games preceding the crisis on the TV replay the following Sunday, so I cannot address the question of which player was the more boorish during the match. However, just before the uproar, Nastase knocked the hat off the head of the net judge, and that in itself should have been grounds for throwing him out. In your article on the NASL National Conference Championship in the same issue, you endorsed penalties for the physical intimidation of soccer officials.

The U.S. tennis Establishment owes an apology to Hammond for publicly embarrassing him. Instead of reversing his decision and continuing the match, the tournament director should have cleared the stands, sent everybody home and ruled that the match be finished the next day, no matter how much rearranging of the schedule that would have necessitated.

The powers that be in American tennis are going to rue the day that they let an unruly crowd control the play and force the reversal of a decision by an experienced and respected official.

As a sophomore at the University of South Carolina, I welcomed your article Do Not Ignore All the Signs (Sept. 17). I have pulled for the Fighting Gamecocks all of my life, and in that time nothing has really changed in the quality of our football program. The blame really can't be put on Coach Jim Carlen, though. Paul Dietzel came here after having success at LSU with his Chinese Bandits. Dietzel is now back at LSU and Carolina is still nowhere.

Where's the trouble then? Look at the Board of Trustees. The decision to fire Basketball Coach Frank McGuire came as no surprise, as he is the only winner we have left at Carolina. If the board would let Carlen and McGuire do their jobs without interference, maybe, just maybe, Carolina would succeed.

My father graduated from Carolina 21 years ago, and as he says, "Ain't nothing changed in Carolina football 'cept the coaches."
North, S.C.

The problem at the University of South Carolina would best be solved with the retirement of the Board of Trustees and the firing of President James Holderman. At least Carlen is trying, and this is the first time he has ever told us he had a good team.
Greer, S.C.

You must have reached the bottom of the barrel. There are many positive things to write about college football, and it is unfortunate and unwarranted that your readers were subjected to a failure story such as this. At least the article indicates that, in this case, the coach and the institution very definitely deserve each other.
Arlington, Va.

I think it is time that people were made aware of the situation at Carolina. Considering the nature of the administration, I feel Carlen has done an admirable job. Thank you for bringing out the facts; if I had to choose between Carolina and Carlen, I'd take Carlen.
Carswell AFB, Texas

I hope you will let Doug Looney come back and visit us here at the University of South Carolina when things have calmed down. Our fans are excellent, and I regret that your story didn't give them credit.
Athletic Director/Head Football Coach
University of South Carolina
Columbia, S.C.

I truly enjoyed your two-part article on Knute Rockne: Legend and Reality (Sept. 10 and 17). While it may have laid to rest once and for all some of the fictions surrounding the great coach (provided we can believe everything we read in SI!), it also enhanced, in my mind, his legendary stature.

Myths are not fancies or white lies, as Coles Phinizy obviously believes. Rather, they are a means by which we can come to know ourselves. The myth of George Washington and the cherry tree tells more about how a nation perceives itself than about the personality of the first President. The challenge in seeking to understand a myth is in trying to live according to its essential truth.

One need only visit Notre Dame to perceive that Knute Rockne's brilliance, and his faith and his dedication to that special place in Indiana—essential truths of his myth—are very much alive there still.
Cascade, Colo.

Now that I have read your articles about Knute Rockne, I am anxiously awaiting next week's issue to have you inform me that there is no Santa Claus.
Cortland, N.Y.

While Knute Rockne may have been laying down a psychological smoke screen before the 1930 Carnegie Tech game, when he "predicted that the Tartans would win by 'eight or nine' touchdowns," he also must have been sincerely concerned. Going into its fourth game of the season, Carnegie Tech had defeated Buffalo by a score of 75-2, Thiel 52-6, and Georgia Tech 31-0.

Furthermore, Rockne certainly remembered the game four years earlier when he took Tech so lightly that he skipped the game in order to watch Army play Navy. Result: Carnegie Tech 19, Notre Dame 0.

I read the articles on Knute Rockne with great pleasure, but I feel that the part dealing with the Four Horsemen put too much emphasis on the running backs. How about the line, especially the center of that team who handled the ball on every play? Adam Walsh should have been given at least some mention. Like others on that great team, he was a coach for many years. We at Bowdoin, where he coached for 20 years, remember him with great respect and enthusiasm.
Bowdoin '26
Lakeville, Conn.

Coles Phinizy's articles about Knute Rockne evoked memories of my undergraduate days at Union College in Schenectady during the '20s. The Union athletic department gave a banquet each spring honoring the men who had been awarded major letters, and Rockne spoke at one of those dinners. The audience soon learned that Rockne was as dynamic a speaker as he was a coach. He spoke of the Four Horsemen and then said, "What you never could have known was that while the Four Horsemen were running over the opposition, I had a player sitting on the bench who could outrun, outpass and outkick any of the four, but he suffered from a bad charley horse between the ears, and I couldn't use him."
Glen Ridge, N.J.

I am a lifelong resident of South Bend and a townie (I attended Ball State), and Coles Phinizy's article on Knute Rockne and George Gipp brought tears to my eyes. Notre Dame football has always been a source of pride for South Bend residents, those local "subway alumni." The story emphasized the aspects of Notre Dame that I'm most proud of: its academic and athletic prowess. In a survey cited in SI a few years ago (SCORECARD, June 28, 1976), Notre Dame was the only school that could boast that all 24 of its players then in the pros had their bachelor's degrees. Rockne, who was a teacher of chemistry as well as a football coach, was the epitome of this academic and athletic excellence, which continues today.
South Bend, Ind.

Notre Dame, Rockne and the Gipper are the stuff of which great stories are made. But having sat on the 50-yard line to witness the "Game of the Century" in 1966 between Notre Dame and Michigan State, I, along with thousands in the stadium and millions of TV viewers, know that "win one for the Gipper" lost its charm when the Golden Domers went for the tie.
Michigan State '68

Well, what happened? What did Michael Carter of SMU decide to do (A Shot Heard Round the World, July 2)? Play football or go for the Olympics as a shotputter?
Ventura, Calif.

•Both. Carter is SMU's starting right defensive tackle and, despite a knee bruise that forced him to miss the Mustangs' second game, his coaches predict that he has as good a chance to attain superstardom as anyone on the team. As for the Olympics, Carter is following a weight training program designed to help him in football and the shotput.—ED.

As a competitor in the Fastnet Race, I read with great interest your vivid account of the storm and the havoc it wreaked on the race (An Awesome Warning From the Sea, Aug. 27). While concurring wholeheartedly with your recognition of the magnificent rescue operation mounted by the Royal Air Force and the Royal Navy, I feel that tribute must also be paid to the Marine Rescue Co-ordination Centre in Shannon, to the Irish Naval Service and to the Lifeboat Services of both Ireland and Britain. Everyone taking part in the rescue operation showed a dedication to duty and a disregard for personal safety that I feel cannot be mentioned too often or praised too highly.
Rear Commodore
Royal St. George Yacht Club
Dún Laoghaire, Ireland

Your article stated, "In 27 [Fastnet] races the only fatality had been a middle-aged sailor who suffered a heart attack in 1977."

I had the pleasure of racing in the Fastnet in 1931 aboard the British plumb-bowed 56-foot cutter Jolie Brise. In that race we had a fleet about one-twentieth the size of the 1979 fleet (nine British, six American and two French entries). I quote from Ocean Racing by Alfred F. Loomis (published by William Morrow and Company, 1936): "It was a hard race, too, and the only tragic race since the fixture was instituted. Maitenes II, which had sailed in the transatlantic contest of that year, rounded the Fastnet and after having hove to under bare poles for twenty-six hours began running. In these tempestuous conditions Col. C.H. Hudson was washed overboard to his death."

On Jolie Brise, we blew out three cotton spinnakers.
Greenwich, Conn.

YAZ' 3,000TH
In connection with Carl Yastrzemski getting his 3,000th hit, your readers may be interested in a remarkable feat of statistical prediction. In his current paperback, Baseball Graphics, my colleague Dr. John Davenport wrote: "Graph 17 also shows Carl Yastrzemski's progress toward the 3,000-hit mark. With 2,869 hits at the end of [1978], Yaz needs only 131 more at this writing, and he has gotten at least 145 in each of the last six seasons. Allowing for his reaching age 40 in August, shall we predict, say, Wednesday night, September 12, 1979, at Fenway Park against the New York Yankees, as the big date?"

You can look it up.
Psychology Department
University of Wisconsin
Madison, Wis.

I have just finished watching the NASL playoff match between the Cosmos and Vancouver (It Was a Cataclysm or Cosmic Proportion, Sept. 10), and I must say this shootout idea is an interesting concept—especially in such important circumstances. Perhaps we should take a lesson and apply the shoot-out to other sports. If a basketball game ends in a tie after overtime, maybe we could settle it with a round of HORSE or, better yet, a free-throw shooting contest. And if a football game is still tied after overtime, perhaps the opposing linemen could have a contest to see who can move a set of blocking dummies the farthest. As for tied baseball games, maybe after a few token extra innings, we could get things over with by seeing who can hit fun-goes the farthest.

Hitting fungoes, blocking dummies and playing HORSE are all drills, which is precisely what going one-on-one with a goalie is. What a wonderful way to determine the winner in a team sport!

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