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ST. THOMAS, U.S. Virgin Islands -- He says people around the NBA think he's a dinosaur.
And to be honest, Larry Brown never
really did fall for the 3-point shot, the biggest weapon in today's
NBA.
Plus, all the years of competition
committee meetings, trying to loosen up zone and illegal defensive
regulations mostly fell on deaf ears. That got old, too.
So as the coach nears his 75th birthday
on Sept. 14, he's down in Dallas, trying to lead the Southern
Methodist University Mustangs through the American Athletic
Conference this winter.
Not exactly the exit you might have
envisioned for one of the greatest coaches ever.
But it's not a second straight SMU trip
to the Big Dance, or another Final Four appearance, or even his
second NCAA championship that seem to be guiding Brown in the winter
of his storied career.
It's living up to the impossible
standard of his mentor in his own way, a tough Brooklyn Jew with a knack
for reaching the unreachable, building a career of fixer-uppers on a
long, winding road.
***
A recent turn earlier this month took
him to the Caribbean island of St. Thomas in the U.S. Virgin Islands,
where he taught about 30 coaches in a free clinic.
Brown had come at the request of Milt
Newton, one of Danny Manning's backup band “Miracles” at Kansas,
and now the general manager of the Minnesota Timberwolves. Newton
started a foundation to give back to his home island, and Brown
didn't hesitate to give his commitment.
On an island he'd never been, Brown
looked at home, spending more than two hours in a memorable chalk
talk -- without notes, sometimes without a breath.
He then took to the court, taking the
novice coaches through the nuances of defending and executing a motion offense.
There's no telling how much of it stuck
with the coaches, but the biggest and most important messages were
more simple: Get your players to play hard and together, and find a
way for them to "love my ass."
***
Brown's resume is lengthy, but it works
against his legacy in ways.
The coach couldn't get
comfortable anywhere, and he's often seen as the guy who can get your
rebuilding process started, not the guy who can see it through.
Brown is comfortably behind Gregg
Popovich, Phil Jackson and Mike Krzyzewski in this era's coaching
pantheon. But you could make a solid case he occupies the Teddy
Roosevelt spot on his generation's Mount Rushmore.
His eyes wander too much to be as
beloved as his mentor, North Carolina legend Dean Smith, or even
Coach K.
But isn't what he did with Allen
Iverson and that Detroit Pistons team at least nearly as impressive as the
way Popovich and Jackson have (expertly) handled idyllic situations?
Especially given the rest of the careers of Iverson and those Detroit "stars" outside of those special couple years?
But more than that, he's a basketball
coach's basketball coach.
During the clinic, Brown talked about
how his teams still have a couple practices each season where they
practice practicing.
Here, he'd drill them on the drills:
How many guys need to be where and with how many balls so when he
called the drill out, there wouldn't be wasted time during
transitions.
After a particularly torturous
one-on-one drill, half the team would get water. Meanwhile, the
others are killing themselves trying to make as many 15-footers (he's
old school like that) as they can make in 75-second increments.
Brown talked about how he wanted
everything to be "basketball-related activity." You don't
practice ball-handling by bouncing two balls; when has anyone ever
had two balls in a game?
Brown also explained how at North Carolina,
he'd be thinking all practice long about the 100 or so (!!!) line
drills Coach Smith would have them run at the end.
So he doesn't have players run
sprints, unless there's a discipline issue. Sounds great, huh? But
can you imagine the deal with the devil you are making there, and how
hard this man is going to expect you to work the rest of the session?
Iverson's "practice" rant
doesn't sound so strange anymore, does it?
***
Brown told a Dean Smith story that is a
perfect synopsis about his mentor, who Brown calls the "most decent man" he knows.
With the Denver Nuggets in 1977, Brown
had the ninth pick in the draft and had settled on Bernard King or
Tree Rollins, depending on who fell.
Smith called Brown a week before the
draft and told him his player, Tommy LaGarde, would be selected before Denver
picked.
Brown thought he was in luck. He didn't
want the UNC center so that meant his chances at
Rollins or King were helped.
As the draft approached, word was
getting around that LaGarde had failed a physical. His knee was shot.
So he didn't go in the top five, as Smith had said.
But as the time for Denver to pick grew closer, it was still becoming apparent the Nuggets would get either
King or Rollins and ownership was starting to celebrate, believing
wholly in the plan Brown had outlined for the organization.
Smith called again.
He told Brown that he would be drafting
Tommy LaGarde at No. 9, no questions asked.
And as Denver ownership celebrated the
selection of Rollins, the commissioner announced what Brown had just
told him: The Nuggets took LaGarde.
It didn't go well, and after one year,
LaGarde and his bad knee were off to Seattle, as a courtesy of a
strange contract provision that guaranteed the rest of his contract if he
was traded, but not if he was retained.
That offseason, Brown was golfing with
Smith and asked his mentor what was up.
"You knew about the failed
physical, the knee. Why would you do that to me? It could cost me my
job."
"Coach," Smith said. "I
knew you'd be alright."
***
Smith died in February and
Brown said he thought of Coach like a father, mentioning three times
at the clinic that his own dad died when he was young.
The LaGarde story seems crazy on first glance,
especially through the lens of today's hand-in-front-of-our-face
society and crazed sports culture.
Why would Smith put Brown in a position
to fail? Some kind of role model.
But some four decades later, it's
obvious that Larry Brown is alright.
And LaGarde, who is 60, is probably
appreciating that players' union health care for the screaming knee on
his 6-foot-10 frame.
In retrospect, isn't what Coach Smith
did the only choice that a decent man could've made?
And who of us has the kind of respect
of others to make it?
***
Brown has learned to pass along those
lessons in his own ways.
He recalled a meeting he had with the
1997-98 Philadelphia 76ers early in a tough season.
Brown asked Jimmy Jackson where he
ranked among the game's best perimeter players. The Ohio
State University star relented that Michael Jordan and Scottie
Pippen were better, but that he was the third best.
He asked Jerry Stackhouse the same
question. Only MJ was better. Stackhouse was second best.
Brown asked Iverson, who was playing
point guard at the time, where he ranked at his position.
“Coach you know I'm the best.”
“So,” the coach said. “We've got
the third best perimeter player in the league, the second best
perimeter player in the league and the best point guard.
“Then how the hell are we 6-19?”
Jackson and Stackhouse were traded that
season for spare parts like Aaron McKie, who Brown called one of the best teammates he ever coached.
Those parts became the supporting cast
around Iverson, who served as the engine for that 76ers era, reaching
the NBA Finals in 2001, Iverson's MVP year.
He told more stories of the
headaches and triumphs of coaching The Answer at the peak of his
powers: “I was put on this earth to coach Allen Iverson,” he
said, shaking his head, never noting whether it was a blessing or a curse.
***
Brown and SMU are in the news lately as
the NCAA reportedly is investigating the program.
It apparently has to do with a player
named Keith Frazier, a former McDonald's All-American who has been in
and out of academic suspensions the past couple years.
Brown brought up Frazier to the coaches
after the on-court session.
“We've done wrong by him,” Brown
said, vaguely, not pinning blame on himself or his program, or
the NCAA and its rules.
He added that Frazier has a 1-year-old
and says he'll be back playing this year for the Mustangs.
As Brown approaches 75, he moves
slowly with a pronounced limp off the court.
But on the court at the clinic, he moved
well on it, and commanded the entire gym despite his worn-out hum
of a voice.
"At the end of the day, my coaches
that I had on every level helped me get to where I am," Brown
said afterward. "I'm older now and I want to share all the knowledge
that I was taught.
"I worry about that all the time.
Because I think a lot of people, when I was growing up, they got into
coaching because they love kids, and love to teach. Now there's a lot
of other reasons they're getting into it.
"So when you have people like this
(at the clinic), you know they're in it for the right reasons, and
that's why I love being parts of things like this."
After watching Newton get his childhood
park named after him the next night, Brown would be gone that
weekend, back to Dallas and another group of young men, trying to get
back to the NCAA Tournament for a second straight year.
He'll prepare them by practicing
practice, competing fiercely and stealing his old coach's tenets with
his own Brooklyn twist.
On this earth to show them how to impact decent men.
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