5/1: #56 recruiting class. Considering it's only two guys, that's pretty good.
My goal this year is to win the A10 and to finish in the Top 25.
We buy the National and International Basic, which means there will be no money for camps. I'm still pissed at Rick Hope(less) for not giving me a budget increase.
5/3: New women's hoops coach, Midge Blake. She dropped in- no, actually, she made an appointment and stopped in. She wanted to make sure her team was treated well, and that they got reasonable gym time at reasonable hours.
I asked her if she'd discussed all of this with Rick Hope and evidently he told her to work it out with me.
I began by telling her that I didn't see the Mullins Center as the men's basketball facility and that I thought her team and mine should have equal access.
She essentially told me to put my money where my mouth is. She's pretty feisty, which I like.
I told her that we should both come up with times when we'd like the gym for practice, and times when it would be open for players from both teams to shoot around, have pick up games...
She said she'd be in touch in a couple of days.
5/6: Midge, we're on a first name basis, called and asked if she could come in. I told her 1:00 was good.
She arrived with an elaborate schedule of times she wanted the gym, starting tomorrow, and going through the end of the school year. It was a hell of a lot more detailed than what I had put together, which was a pretty simple thing- Monday, Wednesdays, Fridays, 7-10, Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays, 4-7, alternate Sundays.
"But that doesn't take into account games, road trips, and things like that."
"I didn't realize you were going to be this thorough. Look, suppose I look this over and we meet again on Monday?"
"What about until then?"
"Let's go with what you have until then. We can post it with both of our names on the bottom, and I'll also tell my guys."
"Sounds good. I have to say that I didn't expect you to be this reasonable."
"We've both got programs to run; we both need the gym. You're an experienced coach with a great reputation for bringing a team along quickly. We have similar goals. It's easier to work together than it is to fight about little things. Let's make it work."
"I like that attitude."
"Hey, I'm a PHEEE-NOM!!! Actually, I want to ask if, once practices start, I can visit and watch what you do and how you do it. I'm still learning and I think a smart coach always wants to learn more."
"And you think you can learn from a women's basketball coach?"
"I know I can learn from a good one and I hear you're a really good one."
"Thanks, and yes. Am I invited? to your practices?"
"Absolutely. I'd be happy to have your input."
"I think we should have lunch sometime and you can tell me about basketball at UMass and about Rick Hope and the office staff."
"Sounds great!"
We set up a lunch meeting for Monday, in the campus cafeteria.
5/9: Midge and I spent almost three hours in the cafeteria. When we were finished we had a schedule for use of the gym and the auxiliary gym, which is a truly crappy facility, that went right through the end of the school year. I felt like we were also well on the way toward a real friendship.
She is a tough woman, but fair minded, very bright, and she knows her hoops! I actually think we'll work together and advise each other, maybe even watch some game videos together.
"Phee, I tape my practices, and try to watch them before i go to bed the same day. I also tape open gym times that my players are at and watch those on the same day. I feel like they teach me a lot. Players and their work habits in practice, and all of their habits when they're just playing around in free time, show me so much about their attitudes, work habits, and lots of other things."
"What a great idea. I'd never thought of that."
I'll be doing it from now on.
6/5: Jay Jolk, a red shirt frosh who was never going to play for us, transferred out.
Room for a transfer.
6/8: I hadn't seen Midge for a couple of days.
"I know why you call him Rick Hopeless. Jesus!"
"What happened?"
"Our practice uniforms are really crappy. I sent in a special request for new ones so I wouldn't need to pay for it out of my pathetic budget."
"He shot it down."
"He shot it down. Less than $500. I couldn't believe it."
"He's a big time football guy. That's where the money goes."
"He's also an asshole."
"Yes, Midge. Yes he is."
We talked for a while longer, then I got a call I had to take. She waved goodbye and left.
I'm really starting to like this woman.
6/12: We get a C from Akron who I think will help us.
My bench/practice coach, Luke Jora stopped in as I was getting ready to pack up and head for home. We had already met that day so I was surprised.
"Hey, Phee, how are you?"
"Great, Luke. What's up."
"Just wanted to tell you about a rumor."
"A rumor?"
"Some of the guys were talking after study hall. It seems they're pretty sure you and the new women's coach are dating."
"Really? ... Yeah, I guess i can see that. We're not, but she's bright as hell and she knows her basketball so we talk a lot."
"And have lunch together in the caf just about every day."
"Not THAT often, but yeah. So, what's the reaction from the players?"
"They think it's cool, but they might start teasing you about it."
"That's probably not a problem but we're not dating."
"Not to step out of line but... why not? Did she shoot you down, because it doesn't look like she'd shoot you down?"
"What the hell!"
"Give it a shot, Phee. I know you like her and it sure looks like she likes you."
"I don't date."
"Think about it, Phee. She's as big a hoops fanatic as you are. It could work."
"I don't... date..."
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