Remembering Hank Gathers

Posted: January 31, 2010 in Stories

Growing up, basketball was a massive part of my life. Massive. But anymore, although I’m still a sports fan, I just don’t get into basketball so much. I’ve got a couple of theories as to why this is, but I won’t bore you with them today. I still pause to watch a little hoops from time to time, mostly contained to the occasional Pepperdine game and the annual spectacle of March Madness, but all in all I prefer my basketball to come from the past instead of the present.

In today’s L.A. Times, columnist Bill Plaschke walked me down memory lane in remembering what is possibly the most emotional basketball story ever: the Hank Gathers story.

I loved watching Loyola-Marymount play in the Paul Westhead era. Their high-octane style threw the basketball world for a loop, and I for one enjoyed the trip. In fact, in my brief high school coaching career, my most successful season was inspired by the LMU story. But the Hank Gathers–and by extension, Bo Kimble–story was not about basketball style. It was a story of life and death, of love and respect, and of some left-handed free throws that still touch my heart.

Read Plaschke’s terrific column HERE.


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