Letters

LETTERS

March 11, 2006

Puckett stood tall; Bonds is a disgrace

Two people made baseball news last week, but both were for entirely antithetical reasons.

First, there was the sobering news of Kirby Puckett's death. What he did for baseball and the Minnesota Twins organization was nothing short of phenomenal.

Because of his intense desire to win and his effervescent persona, he took the lowly, small-market Twins to two World Series championships in his shortened career. The legacy of his accomplishments is still alive in the Twins, who simply field winning teams year after year. Believe, achieve and win: That was the Puckett way.

Then there's the self-absorbed, sullen and "angry at the world" Barry Bonds, the modern-day trivia answer to the question, "Who's the biggest disgrace to baseball"?

It's so glaringly evident to all that Bonds has absolutely no concept of team. What we have is a man who was insanely jealous of the feats of Sammy Sosa and Mark McGwire in the late 1990s and took it upon himself to turn the baseball world upside down. That is, with a little, um, "illegal enhancement."

The saddest part of the Bonds saga? He probably would have made it to the Hall of Fame without his little black bag. Now, it seems the only way he will gain entry will be like the rest of us - as a paying fan.

Patrick R. Lynch

Parkville

Boeheim was merely defending his player

In his article yesterday ["ACC, Big East dance to different tunes"], Paul McMullen writes: "You cannot imagine Gary Williams, in his weakest moment, sitting on an interview podium with the cameras running and venting the profane tirade [coach Jim] Boeheim unleashed after Gerry McNamara's game-winning three-pointer against Cincinnati.

"It just wouldn't seem proper in the South."

I remember a few years back when Syracuse won the national championship against Kansas. After the game, when asked if he was taking the North Carolina job, Kansas coach Roy Williams (a Southerner) cursed on national television and stated his mind was on his players, who had given all they had all season.

What's proper in the North or the South is defending your players, and despite their crass words, I respect Boeheim and Roy Williams for doing so.

Dan Galvagno

Baltimore

Bisciotti becoming the next Angelos?

In a column in The Sun last Saturday ["Ravens may run in new direction with pick"], Mike Preston is to be congratulated for telling it like it is.

He'll probably get some heat for his honesty, but at least he hasn't fallen into the groveling of The Sun's baseball writers, who try so hard to make the Orioles seem like the greatest fourth-place team ever to play the game.

Mr. Preston's column also states (implicitly) that the Ravens are fast becoming the joke of the NFL. Perhaps better stated as Steve Bisciotti, the owner of the Ravens, is fast becoming the joke of the NFL.

The franchise is fast falling apart as Mr. Bisciotti seems more interested in what the Maryland basketball team is doing while ignoring the Ravens' franchise, and also ignoring the Ravens' fans.

Mr. Bisciotti's not firing Brian Billick is just another blazing example of an uninterested owner who, like Peter Angelos, ensures Baltimore fans ongoing second-tier finishes for a long, long time.

Joseph Cierniak

Glen Burnie

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