Poor Alex Ferguson, the letter-writer (Oct. 7) who bemoaned the loss of beauty and the loss of soul caused by his 2,000-year-old tradition's loss of exclusivity. I'd recognize him anywhere. He's the same man with the same "beauty" and the same "soul" who asks, "What about standards?"
Excuse me for not being terribly moved by the tragedy of the loss of form, but I for one would rather hear from all those whose backs his precious tradition stood on in order to wave its banner--and I'd rather hear it from them, the way they say it, not the way Mr. Ferguson prefers to hear it said in order to keep himself cozy.
Standards? Yes. I think it's time we had some.