jackasses like Dykstra

At the town dump recycled magazines were piled in a converted shipping container (is that what it was?) and I’d go through them looking for Sports Illustrateds.

The phrase “jackasses like Dykstra” stuck with me so much I think of it almost every time I consider the dress code at a nice restaurant. With ease I was able to recover the original, from February 1994.

Boorish Behavior
Your jocular tone in SCORECARD about Lenny Dykstra’s oafish antics in a restaurant (Jan. 17) calls for a response. Wearing a hat in any restaurant is a statement of social ignorance or, more likely, appalling ego, and the loud swearing in the establishment in suburban Philadelphia reinforces my impression of this lout. Your flip conclusion, in which his $24.9 million contract is mentioned, was inappropriate. There is still such a thing as class, just as there is a lack of it.
JOHN KELLEY, Winthrop, Mass.

Isn’t SI the publication that ran Karl Malone’s June 14 POINT AFTER saying Charles Barkley should recognize that he is a role model whether he wants to be or not? So why doesn’t this pious injunction apply to Lenny Dykstra, six million bucks a year or not? One reason that people go to nice restaurants is to get away from jackasses like Dykstra.
ROBERT H. PASCHALL, Bishop, Calif.

Is “writing about sports” as a moneymaking prospect dead now? Talking about sports, videos about sports, bigger than ever maybe, but is writing about it over? What does that say about writing?