I'm a lot sicker of Jordan and the Bulls than Rick Reilly is.
--JANICE C. JEFFERY, Nordland, Wash.
It's about time that someone said what everybody else has been
thinking (LIFE OF REILLY, June 15). There's no way that the
current Chicago Bulls could have competed with the better teams
of the 1980s.
LARRY HERR, Rancho Cucamonga, Calif.
This overhyped, overrated team owes its success to mediocre
competition in today's NBA. It seems as if it's an automatic
foul on a defensive player who sweats within four feet of Jordan
when he has the ball.
TOM LEGGE, Chicago
Has anyone ever heard of Wilt Chamberlain? He's the guy who
averaged 50 points per game for an entire season. Jordan is
great, but Wilt was above the game.
JOSHUA RHETT MILLER, Philadelphia
Larry Bird was the greatest player of all time. Jordan is
fortunate to have played in an era when he didn't have to go up
against the Philadelphia, Boston and Los Angeles teams of the
'80s each year.
J. WRIGHT, Halifax, Mass.
It's about time someone finally stood up against the millions of
Michael Jordan fans. I'm glad Jordan won the sixth championship
for his team. Maybe now he really will retire, and we can all
get on with our lives.
N. SCHWARTZ, Farmington Hills, Mich.
It is refreshing to read that every member of the media is not
positioning himself for the presidency of the Michael Jordan fan
RICK LAFAVE, Escanaba, Mich.
The next time Reilly sets out to insult an entire metropolitan
area, he should do his homework. The people of the Rockford area
are not fat, balding dry cleaners. We are fat, chain-smoking
bowlers who have no particular allegiance to one brand of beer.
STEVE LINDSTROM, Belvidere, Ill.
I didn't think it could be done, but Reilly whined more than
both my children put together.
COLLEEN LARSON, Chicago
Rick Reilly writes a nine-page article about the fate of the
Chicago Bulls and the cross of popularity Michael Jordan bears
(Last Call? May 11), and then a month later has the gall to say
that he's sick of all the hoopla about Chicago and that he is
tired of seeing Jordan everywhere?
FRED C. LEONARD, Rockville, Md.
It's time to send Rick Reilly on vacation. I hear Chicago is nice.
STEVE SINDT, Iowa City
Maybe Rick Reilly should watch the games with his eyes open.
BOBBY DIFULGENTIZ, Plano, Texas
Isn't it ironic that Reilly's column on how sick he is of the
Bulls is in an issue with yet another cover picture of Michael
MARY LOU HUBISZ, Harker Heights, Texas
Any sportswriter who just can't wait to rid himself of the
annoying brilliance of Michael Jordan so that the likes of
Latrell Sprewell, Chris Webber and Isaiah Rider can usher in a
new and glorious era of prison-league basketball, is more of a
buffoon than Dennis Rodman.
ANTHONY LUCIDO, Harrisburg, Pa.
Thank you Rick Reilly for finally telling it like it is. I
finally realized that the NBA is nothing more than NBC's and
David Stern's version of The Truman Show starring Michael Jordan
BRANDON GREENWOOD, Arlington, Va.
Your article on RBIs proved to me once again why Lou Gehrig was
the best ever (Feasting on Rib-eyes, June 15). Gehrig set the
American League mark in 1931 with 184 RBIs. Ruth, who batted
just ahead of Gehrig, drove in 163. It's tough to get an RBI if
you come to bat with no one on base. In his second-best season,
1927, Gehrig drove in 175, and at least 60 times that year he
came up with no one on after Ruth had hit a home run. How many
RBIs would Juan Gonzalez or Mark McGwire get under those
THOMAS DUDGEON, Pinellas Park, Fla.
Bravo for the talent and sportsmanship of Arantxa Sanchez
Vicario and Monica Seles (Grand Dame, June 15). Never have I
been so happy to see four players sent packing from a tournament
as I was when Martina Hingis, Anna Kournikova and Venus and
Serena Williams lost at the French Open. These arrogant
teenagers repeatedly embarrass themselves and their sport. Chris
Evert, Martina Navratilova, Steffi Graf and Seles never
conducted themselves the way the Brat Pack has in the past year.
JOANNA SHOOK, Phoenix
AND THE WINNER IS...
I was looking forward to your article on the French Open and was
astounded to find no photos of the men's champion, Carlos Moya
(above). It's no wonder that the majority of people, with the
exception of the most avid tennis fans, cannot name or recognize
the world's top tennis players. While I agree that Seles's run
was a more compelling story, how about giving the champions
LESLEY MORRISSEY, Ossining, N.Y.