Finally out of that intense Las Vegas heat and back to Fresno - where, just to remind us of the fun we had in Sin City, the thermometer is well over 100.
Younger son, Alex, and the undermanned AAU team of kids from Central Cali (Organized Chaos), represented the Valley well, going undefeated (3-0) in their pool and winning two games in the “Championship” bracket (including a 77-51 trouncing of D-1 Sports of NC, led by Quincy Miller, rated by most as the #2 rising senior prospect in the nation) before dropping a two-point decision to Urban DFW in a contest in which OC led most of the way.
Other than getting a chance for my wife and I to watch our son and agonize over every missed shot and turnover, cheer every basket and assist and “help” the officials (some parents more than others - they know who they are), the trip gave me a chance to catch up with some old coaching friends I haven’t seen in a decade or longer. NCAA rules preclude coaches from talking to parents of prospects at such an event but, because I have what’s referred to as a “pre-existing relationship” with so many of these guys, I enjoyed speaking, without fear of them getting in trouble, with many of the coaches whose profession I used to call my own. Heck, I’ve known these guys a whole lot longer than I’ve known my son!
To paint a picture of what last Wed-Mon was like, there were three or four tournaments in Las Vegas involving high school prospects. The one our kids played in (the adidas Super 64) had 40 pools of 4 teams in each pool.  160 teams! Following pool play, teams were placed in “championship,” “gold,” “silver” or “bronze” divisions, depending on their record against the other three teams in their respective pool. Then, single elimination tournaments began. The other events were similar, although their numbers weren’t quite so high, more like 30-60 teams.Â
One day, I received a call from a friend and former colleague who I had actually helped get into the business. He’s currently an assistant coach at a school in a league that would be referred to as mid-major.  He called while travelling from one of the 20 or so sites. The pace is hectic, as coaching staffs try to see (and be seen by) as many of their “top-line” prospects as they can, evaluate those players they’ve heard about or received interest from (but have yet to see play) and, especially in the case of low-to-mid-majors, maybe find an as yet unknown player whom they’d have a shot at successfully recruiting.
This coach remarked to me that he was fully aware his job was to get players, players who, in coaching parlance, “could play,” i.e. make their team better, win more games and get his team into the NCAA tournament - or get fired. For the most part, that’s the prevailing attitude that exists in Division I now. Why?
I posted a blog on 11/28/07 entitled The Biggest Problem in College Basketball Today. My number one answer? Colleges are paying coaches too much money. Whether you agree or not, the blog is well worth reading and I suggest you check it out, keeping in mind I wrote it nearly three years ago.  The game - and profession - have progressed but, often, with progress comes problems. Or in the case of today’s college basketball scene, increased pressure.  While what Gonzaga has done, i.e. seeing them in a Top 10 poll is no longer shocking, is remarkable, the presidents and athletics directors of the other seven teams in the WCC (Gonzaga’s conference) adopt a feeling of “If they can do it, why can’t we?”Â
The WCC is a league of eight church-schools, six in California and the University of Portland, in addition to the Zags, so resources would seem to have been relatively equal throughout the league when Gonzaga began its ascent. Don’t think the prez’s and AD’s don’t have egos. When their counterparts from Gonzaga walk into WCC meetings, the “have-nots” begin to wonder, “Why not us?” Changing the coach often becomes the answer. So, while my friend’s statement about “get players or else” might have seemed a little dramatic, it’s become reality.
Yet, coaches love their profession. Some for different reasons than others, but working long hours - and many days on the road - is just part of the job. Consumed is the word that’s used when the coaching profession is discussed.  As a sort of personal experiment, I asked my friend if he knew who Shirley Sherrod was. Although hers was the lead story in nearly every paper in the nation, he told me he didn’t. In fact, when he called, he was in the car with an assistant coach from a high-major program (BCS) and he asked him if he knew about Shirley Sherrod. Same response.Â
I am not including this story to disparage nor criticize my friend and his associate. It’s mentioned because, when I was an assistant (between 1972-2002), I wouldn’t have known about a front-page story like Shirley Sherrod either. I don’t mean to infer that every coach on the Division I level is ignorant of the Shirley Sherrod story. It’s just that, because of the consuming aspect of the job, there’s a feeling that nothing else matters other than what you ought to be doing to make your team better and advance your career (or keep from derailing it). In addition, you get the (absurd) feeling that while you’re reading about that A-1 story, you could be calling a prospect or seeing another game.
My late, brilliant mentor, John Savage, used to say there were some people at opposite ends of the spectrum. Most coaches were the latter in his statement:
“Some people are a mile wide and an inch deep, while others are an inch wide and a mile deep.”Â