As TigerBlog has always said, the floor here is open to anyone who wants to take advantage of it.
Today, the floor belongs to none other than Ford Family Director of Athletics Emeritus Gary Walters, whose long career at Princeton includes time as a player on the 1965 men's basketball NCAA Final Four team and an assistant coach under Pete Carril and a 20-year tenure as the AD. Walters also went to Reading High School in Pennsylvania, where he was a player for and student of Carril's as well.
Gary shares his thoughts today on a subject that will be of interest of any Princeton basketball fan, or Princeton Athletics fan for that matter:
Having grown up in blue collar Reading, Pa., where I attended Reading High School, it was my good fortune to play basketball for Coach Pete Carril - who also doubled as my senior year “Problems of American Democracy” teacher, a subject often referred to as Civics. Coach Carril was as fine a teacher in the classroom, absent the expletives, as he was on the basketball court. As a high school student-athlete, I could not have had a better mentor.
As a 10th and 11th grader, I was aware that ‘the Coach’ had been a very good
player at Bethlehem HS and subsequently Lafayette College, where he had played
for Coach Willem Van Breda Kolff (aka, VBK) in his senior year. He became a very close friend and protege of VBK, who himself became an admirer of
Carril’s coaching.
Coach Carril was named the head coach at Reading HS in 1958. He coached at
Reading for eight years and established his coaching bona fides by dominating
the Central Penn Conference, employing a suffocating defense and an offense
highlighted by backdoor action.
His achievements didn’t go unnoticed. In the spring of 1966 Lehigh, a college
then known for its wrestling excellence and basketball irrelevance, hired Coach
Carril to turn the basketball program around. And turn it around he did. The
year before he assumed the reins, Lehigh was 4-17. In Carril’s first year, he
led the Engineers to an 11-12 record, punctuating the season with a monumental
upset of Rutgers, one of the best teams in the East. He was now on the national
radar screen identifying the best young college coaches.
During the 1966-67 season, Princeton and Lehigh basketball were operating on
parallel tracks. Led by VBK in my senior season, we achieved a 25-3 record, won
the Ivy League, and finished ranked 5th in the nation, having lost in OT to UNC
in the Eastern Regional — a team we had previously beaten in Chapel Hill.
When we returned to Princeton, very disappointed by our loss to UNC, I had to
focus my attention on completing my senior thesis. However, in mid-April I
received a call from Coach Carril asking me if I would like to become his
Freshman/Assistant Coach upon graduating. Needless to say I was honored and
accepted the job immediately. On the same call, he subsequently asked if I
would be willing to play some pick-up basketball with his Lehigh players. I
readily agreed and suggested that he invite Chris Thomforde ’69 too. Coach jumped
at that idea and as fate would have it, our trip to Lehigh would soon play a
major role in Coach Carril’s future.
Coach drove Chris and me up to Bethlehem and then back the next day to
Princeton. The shared time we had in the car enabled Chris and the Coach to
exchange thoughts, opinions and stories, thus enabling them to bond. We all had
a great experience that would subsequently prove to be important.
Approximately a week or two later, the players on the team were asked to
assemble at Dillon Gym for an important meeting. Much to our surprise and
disappointment, Coach VBK told us he had accepted Jack Kent Cooke’s offer to
coach the Los Angeles Lakers. As a soon to be graduated senior, I felt badly
for the returning players, all of whom were recruited by VBK. Having said that,
however, I still had some skin in the game.
Not surprisingly, VBK and I shared the same thought about who his successor
should be - Coach Carril of course. But we had to overcome a major obstacle:
VBK and Director of Athletics, Ken Fairman ‘34, had a very strained
relationship. Notwithstanding the fact that Coach Carril had impeccable
coaching bona fides, Mr. Fairman didn’t want another basketball coach with
VBK’s temperament, compounded by the fact that Carril was a VBK protege.
A day or two after the VBK-to-the-Lakers announcement, I received a call from
Mr. Fairman, who asked me to come to his office to discuss the coaching acumen
and character of Carril. Understanding that Mr. Fairman’s potential anti-VBK
bias could extend to Carril, his protégé, I made one of the smartest decisions
ever in my life: I recommended that Fairman include Chris Thomforde, in the
meeting. Chris was the center on the team, was a very smart player, had an
impeccable reputation on campus and had spent substantial personal time with
Carril on our visit to Lehigh. I could give testimony to Carril’s coaching, and
Chris could share his evaluation of Carril’s character. Fortunately, Mr.
Fairman took my advice and invited Chris.
As is said, the rest is history. Chris and I were able to convince Mr. Fairman
that Coach Carril would be the perfect successor to VBK. And 29 years and 514 wins
later at Princeton, Coach Carril was enshrined in both the National Collegiate
Hall of Fame and the Naismith Memorial Basketball Hall of Fame. And irony of
ironies, I transitioned from being his point guard and assistant coach to
becoming his boss for two years when I was appointed as Athletic Director at
Princeton in 1994.
I’ll conclude with this saying from Walt Whitman, which is relevant to Coach
Carril’s distinguished teaching and coaching career:
“I am the teacher of athletes,
He that by me spreads a wider breadth than
my own proves the width of my own,
He most honors my style who learns under it
to destroy the teacher.”
“Education Through Athletics”
1 comment:
I also grew up in Reading, Pa. and I went to every RHS basketball game (a sport I never mastered) and watched those games with delight. I never forgot watching, Gary, and his teammates play the efficient style of our coach! Although I was a boy I knew I was watching an impressive form of basketball.
I eventually became a History and Geography professor at a small college in Florida and the FAR. I have been a life-long fan of the game and remember those games fondly. I was a sophomore when Gary was a senior.
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