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I've had a lot of memories from my childhood come flooding back over the past few weeks after having a long talk with a family member. Here is a pretty cool one:
I developed a love for the Chicago Bulls sometime around the start of their first 3-peat. A few years later that love spread to Uconn basketball and I want to say it was sometime around the start of the year when they eventually lost to Florida in OT, 69-60 when I was in 4th grade.
Any way, I played basketball in my free time a lot and sometimes I played with my older sisters friend who was maybe in his late 20s, just that cool older guy you always looked up to as a kid (kind of like that cool motorcycle riding teacher from Boy Meets world). He easily noticed how much I liked the Bulls and Huskies and made a promise to me that he would take me to where the Huskies play one day.
If my adult self could travel back in time, I would have told my younger self he was full of it. But, he ended up coming through in the end. I was probably 11 or 12 at the time. I had no idea how he pulled it off* but I remember the Husky logo and just how grand it all looked and felt once we got there. I was a great shooter when I was little but I struggled on this court! I finally started to hit my shots after a while. It was pretty cool, just the two of us.
This had to be 1995-1996 range because suddenly Howie Dickenman came onto the court and stopped on the opposite sideline. He was probably there for 2 or 3 minutes but I quickly focused my attention back on the game of horse we were playing. A few minutes later he said to my sister's friend "Hey, sorry guys, you gotta go because ..." (and I did not catch the other part). This next part is what I really remember but as he watched me drain my last 3 (I always had to end on a make) he said to me "Once you are old enough, come back and play for us." Just then I heard that unmistakable voice from afar say something to the effect of, and I believe in response to Howie "Get the kid a scholarship!" Now I guess coaches don't take up as much space in a kids head as MJ, Pippen, Rodman, Ray, Donny and Travis Knight, etc. so I did not realize at the time that it was Calhoun. But now, as an adult, it was unquestionably the typical Calhoun quick wit and fast talking Boston accent. I assume the guys were coming out to practice soon but who knows, maybe it was something totally different.
Back in the car my sister's friend asked if I enjoyed my time.
"Of course" I responded "but who was that guy who asked us to leave?"
"That was Howie Dickenman and Coach Calhoun!" He was so excited at this point, saying: "That is so cool, he thinks you are good!!"
That is how I remember, to this day, that is was indeed Howie and the legend who responded to him was Calhoun.
*I asked my sister about this memory recently. Apparently he played football for the Huskies back in the day and had some connections he made with other alum he had befriended while going to school there. He was able to use those connections to allow me to play on the basketball court for a bit. This was one of my favorite memories as a kid! Plus it was super cool because I was painfully shy back then so to experience something like that was a confidence booster. I think that is one of the reasons he took me under his wing, so to speak. Just an all around great guy. My sister randomly met him at a train station in Philadelphia maybe in the late 80s or early 90s and they quickly became very good friends, though I think she has lost touch with him over the years.
Has anyone ever met Jim Calhoun and/or any of the assistant coaches? What was it like? Please tell the story!
I developed a love for the Chicago Bulls sometime around the start of their first 3-peat. A few years later that love spread to Uconn basketball and I want to say it was sometime around the start of the year when they eventually lost to Florida in OT, 69-60 when I was in 4th grade.
Any way, I played basketball in my free time a lot and sometimes I played with my older sisters friend who was maybe in his late 20s, just that cool older guy you always looked up to as a kid (kind of like that cool motorcycle riding teacher from Boy Meets world). He easily noticed how much I liked the Bulls and Huskies and made a promise to me that he would take me to where the Huskies play one day.
If my adult self could travel back in time, I would have told my younger self he was full of it. But, he ended up coming through in the end. I was probably 11 or 12 at the time. I had no idea how he pulled it off* but I remember the Husky logo and just how grand it all looked and felt once we got there. I was a great shooter when I was little but I struggled on this court! I finally started to hit my shots after a while. It was pretty cool, just the two of us.
This had to be 1995-1996 range because suddenly Howie Dickenman came onto the court and stopped on the opposite sideline. He was probably there for 2 or 3 minutes but I quickly focused my attention back on the game of horse we were playing. A few minutes later he said to my sister's friend "Hey, sorry guys, you gotta go because ..." (and I did not catch the other part). This next part is what I really remember but as he watched me drain my last 3 (I always had to end on a make) he said to me "Once you are old enough, come back and play for us." Just then I heard that unmistakable voice from afar say something to the effect of, and I believe in response to Howie "Get the kid a scholarship!" Now I guess coaches don't take up as much space in a kids head as MJ, Pippen, Rodman, Ray, Donny and Travis Knight, etc. so I did not realize at the time that it was Calhoun. But now, as an adult, it was unquestionably the typical Calhoun quick wit and fast talking Boston accent. I assume the guys were coming out to practice soon but who knows, maybe it was something totally different.
Back in the car my sister's friend asked if I enjoyed my time.
"Of course" I responded "but who was that guy who asked us to leave?"
"That was Howie Dickenman and Coach Calhoun!" He was so excited at this point, saying: "That is so cool, he thinks you are good!!"
That is how I remember, to this day, that is was indeed Howie and the legend who responded to him was Calhoun.
*I asked my sister about this memory recently. Apparently he played football for the Huskies back in the day and had some connections he made with other alum he had befriended while going to school there. He was able to use those connections to allow me to play on the basketball court for a bit. This was one of my favorite memories as a kid! Plus it was super cool because I was painfully shy back then so to experience something like that was a confidence booster. I think that is one of the reasons he took me under his wing, so to speak. Just an all around great guy. My sister randomly met him at a train station in Philadelphia maybe in the late 80s or early 90s and they quickly became very good friends, though I think she has lost touch with him over the years.
Has anyone ever met Jim Calhoun and/or any of the assistant coaches? What was it like? Please tell the story!
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