[This commentary was published in The Salt Lake Tribune on February 17, 2011. It remembers the work ethic and fortitude of NBA hopeful Jerry Sloan in 1966, as seen through the eyes of a twelve year-old.]
Thousands of men across America have had to make peace with their demon. With a little better luck or a little more playing time or one less injury—they could have made it in the NBA. But in the competitive and unforgiving realm of professional sports, they either never got out of training camp or were cut after a season or two on the bench.
In the summer of 1966, I was a typical 12 year-old boy who loved basketball. Like so many little Hoosiers, what I lacked in ability I made up for in hustle. The most important weeks of my summer were spent at Read More