Scott Ostler's column (Feb. 2) was written in such a narrow-minded, cynical, (argumentative) way that I wonder . . . why did he wait so long to write it? I loved it. Maybe it will wake up that sports fan who thinks he or she knows what an athlete is worth.
When it comes to money for athletes, a Proposition 48 casualty becomes a genius of the financial world, able to coax an extra $200,000 a year from a real estate and investment tycoon. Of course, he gets help from a 400-client sports agent, but hey, who really cares about all that stuff? As long as they don't raise taxes to pay this guy, I can sleep at night and I'll watch the game Sunday morning.