World Wide Wes Has Nothing on MJ
Sunday, July 4th, 2010For whatever reason, William Wesley, aka World Wide Wes, has been in the news recently. A sneaker salesman, who allegedly sold more kicks in a bad neighborhood of Philly than other store owners in affluent areas, World Wide Wes caught the attention of some power brokers and, voila, a real life version of Where’s Waldo? came to life.
Many call this cat the most influential man in all of sports and for someone who has no “stats,” he burst on the scene like nobody’s business. But “the most influential man in sports?” Here’s a past blog that shows how Michael Jordan defines influence - even when you don’t have it. This is reprinted from 8/14/07.
As I mentioned, I spent from Aug. 1-10 at the Michael Jordan Flight School in Santa Barbara where I serve as one of the eight league commissioners (there are eight leagues of eight teams in each league). This was the fifth year I’ve worked the camp.
Considering most of the campers (ages 8-18) don’t remember seeing Michael as a player, observing the adults is much more interesting than following the kids. The most amazing story occurred two years ago at the tenth anniversary of the camp.
There was to be a mystery guest speaker on the third night and the speculation ran wild as to his identity. The camp director is George Raveling. If you’ve read my blogs, you’ll know I worked with George as a graduate assistant at Washington State in the early ’70s, as an associate head coach at USC in the early ’90s and as assistant chairman on the Recruiting Committee of which he was chairman for about 17 years in between. During the second day of MJ’s camp, George confided in me the speaker in question was Larry Brown, recently signed as coach of the Knicks, who had a fabulous coaching career which included an NCAA Championship at Kansas and a World Championship with the Pistons.
Later that evening, I was approached on five separate occasions by parents asking me who the speaker was going to be. Each conversation went something like this:
Parent: “Who’s the mystery guest?”
JF: “I can’t tell you.”
Parent: “But you know who it is?”
JF: “Yes.”
Parent: “Oh, come on, you can tell me (us).”
JF (looking around surreptitiously): “OK, it’s…George W. Bush.”
On no occasion, not once! did anyone question my answer. I got replies from, “Oh, great, he’s my favorite” to “Good, that will be a great experience for my son” to “I wonder if he’ll wear shorts.” No one ever said, “Come on, you’ve got to be kidding.”
I did eventually tell them it really wasn’t the President. They were all disappointed, but no one ever said, “I knew you were putting me on.”
This experience reminded me of Colin Powell’s line:
“You don’t know what you can get away with until you try.”
And it explains why kids today are so gullible - it’s an inherited trait.