by Wayne23 » Sat Mar 23, 2013 11:26 pm
Howdy, name’s Frank Bailey. I been told ta write this like the guy readin’ it was… simple minded, I guess ya’d call it, or maybe from another planet. Anyways, I’m s’posed ta go inta all kindsa DEtails about stuff anybody what got half a brain already knows. Okay, I kin do that.
I been here in Spartansburg all my life. Born, raised, schooled. I grew up ta be a pretty solid guy, physic’ly, 6’6”, 240 lbs. I was never whatcha call quick, but I was pretty hard ta move. I played Center in high school, cuz a my height, but when I got to South Carolina Upstate Coach Jeb Stuart Lee turned me inta a Power Forward, which was much better, really.
I couldn’t guard no speed demons, so when we played teams that was real quick we went 2-3 and I got the strong side. Resta the time we played man. On offense I wasn’t that much of a scorer (10.7 my Senior year though), but I could set one helluva pick, I was a good passer, and I got as many rebounds as our center (8.2 my Senior year). I got them rebounds by bodying out the other guy, not by out jumping him.
We won our conference tourney my Senior year, the first and only time EVER, and I got the defensive rebound with 15 seconds left and outletted to our Point. He sent it up to our SG who missed, but I got the offensive RB, slid it to our Center and he layed it in at the buzzer. We won by one point. Biggest thrill a my life and I made the all tourney team, which was the second biggest thrill.
Anyways, I like the game and I was real int’rested in coaching. Coach Stuart taught a “Principles of Basketball Coaching” course every fall semester. I took it Junior year and audited it Senior year. At the end of Senior year Coach said if I got inta the Masters program in P.E. he could use me as an unpaid assistant. I jumped at that.
I finished the degree so I guess I ain't as dumb as I make out ta be. Tell ya a little secret. If the other guy thinks yer a jackass he misunderestimates ya and ya kin beat him if ya use it right.
The year after, Coach Lee's assistant, there was only one paid assistant in them days, quit for a head job- I mean a head COACHING job, and Coach made me the paid assistant. Old Coach really was getting’ old. I stayed two years and then, at the end of last year he retired, recommended me for the head job- I mean the Head COACHING job, and here I am, 26 years old and a Division I Head Coach.
Tell ya the truth nobody wanted the job. After I graduated we went 11-18, 7-21, then 3-25 last year. Honest now, Coach had lost it.
I tried ta help, and ta bail him out, but I think he had Alzhim- Alshiem- I think he was senile, and he wouldn’t listen. I KNOW I coulda won at least half are games with the players we had.
So now its up ta me ta do it or die tryin’. They’s been some mighty big changes though, which I’ll tell ya about.
First, I guess I gotta tell ya how things work here. We got countries and alla that but nobody, and I mean nobody goes hungry, lives anyplace where they ain’t got at least a roof over their head, and everybody gets good medical care- we can’t work miracles but we can fix ya up pretty good most a the time; people live about 120 years and they do pretty good until the last few months. If ya tear a ACL or break a bone it’ll still take a long time ta heal.
We got politics but I don’t pay no attention ta that. Actually, I don’t pay no attention ta anythin’ ‘cept hoops!
We use money but everybody has the minimum to live okay- not great, but okay. Ya want more than that ya work for it. Most folks do.
We don’t care or much talk about where yer from, what color ya are, how ya believe the world works or anythin’ like that.
We ain’t got much crime and almost no violent crime, and there ain’t been a war in more than 100 years.
Back to hoops, except the next part is more than hoops.
They’s a new thing for getting’ people from place ta place. It started maybe three years ago or so. Every town, every college, every good size business has this thing. You go inta a room, anywhere from 1 to 100 people, 100’s the most.
Ya sit in a chair. Ya punch in where ya wanna go to- y’all gotta go ta the same place, a course. They check ta see that the place has one a these here rooms and that its not bein’ used at the time. If it ain’t bein’ used the room yore in and the room yore goin’ to gets locked; if it is ya wait, but not long.
Then ya sit real still, and in maybe 3-5 seconds a beep sounds and ya get outta the chair and yore where ya wanna go, right in the exact same kinda room but it ain’t the room ya started in, its the room at the place ya wanted ta go. Hope ya get that cuz I KNOW it works and I just confused myself.
Don’t axe me HOW it works cuz I don’t have no idea, but it does work. If ya move a little it ain’t no problem but they say try not ta, and definitely don’t sneeze or burp or fart or nothin’ like that cuz bad things could happen, but I never heard if they ever did.
So like I take my team and coaches, and players and cheerleaders, and team trainers, and whoever, my dumbass A. D. Tank Hopkins if he wants ta go which he usually don’t, up to 100 people, and it usually IS 100, and we get to the school we’re playin’, wearin’ our uniforms, and we get to the gym, do our pregame shoot around (We already done warm ups and stuff at home), play the game, do any postgame interview stuff, and get in the room and come back.
'Cept at tourneys of all kinds ya stay from start until finish or until ya get eliminated, to help publicize the tourney for the folks runnin’ it. So then ya gotta get a hotel and eat there and that.
People from Spartansburg can buy tickets to the game at the other school if they’re available, and we’ll send ‘em over, 100 at a time, from our transportation room at Upstate.
If the press wanna go, they can use their own dang room; if ya didn’t guess I ain’t no fan a the press.
For tourneys, they give a % of the tickets to the city where its held and split the rest up equal among the teams.
If your team loses in a early round ya kin sell later round tickets back if they got customers from the winnin’ teams that wants ‘em and if the home town don’t sell all their tickets the teams get a shot at them too.
Like I said I got no idea how it works but they say it uses atoms or somethin’, and its so cheap that once you buy the room, which AIN’T cheap(!) don’t nobody charges for somethin’ like this except if yore like goin’ on vacation somewhere and then it ain’t that expensive.
Before that we had robot operated trains and trolleys and still do for local travellin’. The robot checks and can tell if there’s any mechanical difficulties and stuff, or if there’s a problem with the tracks and whatever, so there’s almost zero danger.
For trips over water theres boats that run the same way but now they don’t do much business. People talked about air travel for a long time but it never happened. Now it never will unless people wanna go out in space or somethin’ like that, which some people are talkin’ about but not me, unless there’s a tourney out there, then maybe, prob’ly I’d go.
Anyways, what with this new transportation thing the NCAA scrapped all the conferences and went with somethin’ they call Promotion/Relegation (I usually screw up and write regulation but that ain’t it).
They’s 22 conferences, Conf. A to Conf. V, each one got 16 teams and there from all over hell and gone cuz transportation don’t cost hardly nuthin, so a conference can have a team in Maine and one in California or even Hawaii, its s’posed ta be that all 16 is about as good as one another, you know, balanced and all.
The best teams is in A and the worst in V. If ya finish in the top 3 or win the conference tourney ya move up (3 teams total) start a the next year, and the worst 3 move down. I think its 3, but its pretty new. Ya kin move up or down every year.
Theeret- thearet- one way or another you could maybe go all the way from V ta A in time, and a V team could win the national title but come on, that ain’t ever gonna happen- the second one I mean. Maybe a C or even a D once in a blue moon, but lower than that? Not likely!
Okay, you get the idea, let me tell the rest as I talk about the Spartans, that’s us, Upstate. Oh, we’re in V. I guess we earned it when ya look at our record the last 3 years, but I plan to move us outta V this year! Oh, ta show there faith in me they give me a 2 year contract. I fought like hell fer 3 but that ring tailed baboon Tank Bailey wouldn’t listen. Don’t think he kin. Don’t think he’d know how.