My High School basketball team from Watkinson School in Hartford
Connecticut was terrible..and that's being nice about it. When I first
entered Watkinson,I never imagined myself playing basketball on the
Varsity level. Initially,my primary reason going out for basketball was
to utterly destroy at this predominantly white prep school the stereotype of all
black guys being good at basketball.
But that's another story for another time.
We
were short. I was the second tallest on my team one year. We were slow.
In Basketball,being short and slow is a fatal condition and with the
Watkinson Varsity Basketball team of the early '70's it proved itself
with 20,30,and 50 point losses not being uncommon.
The
coach of this hapless team was Stanley "Skip" Jarocki. He doubled up as
an English teacher at the school. How that worked out as a student also
is another story for another time. Skip was part of the Haverford
College championship soccer team,and never had been associated with a
losing team..till he met us.
Skip was a Bobby Knight type
coach. Tough on the refs. Would get called for several technical fouls.
Tough on his players too. In a game against Milford Academy we had 5
consecutive backcourt violations. On the sixth try,we got the ball past
halfcourt. I then traveled. On the ensuing time out,I thought he was
going to strangle the entire team. The image on his face is burned in my
memory forever.
"DANIELS!!"
There's something else from Coach Jarocki
that has burned in the heart ever since. When one is getting beatdown
time after time,it would be easy to call it quits,and given certain
situations,it would have made sense. With this team,the outcome of the
game was often decided within the first few minutes of the first
quarter. By the fourth quarter,even the opposing team would be laughing
at us. Nevertheless,the thing that got you benched in a hurry was NOT
the mistakes,but rather giving up no matter how out of reach the game
was.
There have been those moments in life when it would
seem like I'd be down 10 points within the first few minutes of a game.
Life can throw one for a loop at times. I'd hate it when Skip would
bench me,and generally would not permit it from happening.
When times have been tough,I still see Skip's image and hear the voice..and I keep playing. Hard.
By the way,we did beat a previously undefeated team once..
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