a FREE seminar on the ins and outs of the college recruiting process
When: January 20, 2009
Where:Santa Monica High School 601 Pico Blvd, Room T111 -- in the technology building
Santa Monica, CA 90405
Parking is available in the large parking lot off Lincoln.
Who should attend?
• high school athletes (and their families) interested in participating in college sports
• coaches, trainers and athletic administrators
• counselors—academic and athletic
Attend and learn how to:
• Become an educated consumer of the recruiting process
• Maximize athletic and academic success
• Market yourself to college recruiters
• Understand NCAA rules and initial-eligibility requirements
Lee Schwartz, a UCLA graduate and longtime businessperson, speaks
from experience. He is the father of Mitchell Schwartz, redshirt
freshman and starting tackle at Cal-Berkeley, and Geoff Schwartz,
former three-year starter at U. of Oregon and current NFL player.
Marc Isenberg is the co-author of The Student-Athlete Survival Guide
(McGraw Hill 2000), a book that helps athletes and their families
succeed in sports, school & life, and the author of Money Players, a
book on the business of professional sports. Marc also writes the Money
Players blog (www.moneyplayersblog.com).
To RSVP or for more information, please call Lee Schwartz at (310) 210-8564
or email [email protected]
Reggie Williams, former Bengal linebacker, has enjoyed a very success and fruitful post-NFL career, including a stint as a Cincinnati councilman and an executive position with Disney. But, like a lot of NFL players, Williams has suffered lingering effects from football.
Williams nearly lost his right leg due to a severe infection in his knee.
An Orlando Sentinel article does not spare the gory details, if you must. (Otherwise, skip past the photo.)
"[Williams] spent 70 days in the hospital, watched his knee turn into a gory crevice...
Doctors had finally killed the osteomyelitis that was devouring his knee. They'd filled the hole by detaching Williams' calf muscle and using it as a flap."
Tomorrow is Coach Newell's memorial service in Los Angeles. My good friend Jeff Fellenzer wrote this tribute to Coach Newell...
For Basketball Times
By JEFF FELLENZER
It was the end of another long day at the Pete Newell Big Man Camp in Las Vegas, a nearly empty gym shielding the still-sizzling summer heat. A young assistant high school basketball coach from Southern California, who was working the camp, took a seat next to the legend himself.
“He had no idea who I was,” said the coach, Eric Edmunds, reflecting on the memory after news of Pete Newell’s passing on Nov. 17 at age 93. “He sat with only me for about 30 minutes, and we just talked hoops and coaching. It meant a lot because he not only cared about the young players at the camp, but the young coaches too.”
For me, that moment defines the essence of what Pete Newell was all about and what he stood for. He was always a teacher first, then a coach. If you had a passion for the game of basketball, and a desire to learn more about the game, no matter who you were or what you did—player, coach, writer, fan, whatever—Pete Newell was your new best friend. He spoke honestly and from the heart. He listened and he truly cared.
In my many years examining the issues facing or plaguing basketball (depending on how your moral compass is calibrated), I've met all the good and bad actors in this business. As I try to point out, things are not always what they seem. Unfortunately, it's increasingly difficult to tell the wolves in sheep's clothing from the sheeps who come dressed as they are. Since we're using analogies to explain this world, there is no better truth-teller in all of college sports than Saint Joseph's basketball coach Phil Martelli:
"I had an opening on my staff last year and three different guys called me about it. They all said the same thing: 'If you hire me, I can deliver this guy high school player to your program.' Frankly, it made my skin crawl. Not to make an analogy that's a huge over-exaggeration, but hasn't slavery ended?"
Actually, slavery has been outlawed, but the enterprise of "owning" people still, unfortunately, occurs.
Another good guy, Virginia Tech basketball coach Seth Greenberg, understands recruiting:
"The player is the center of the universe. You've got to draw a circle around that player and then touch everyone in that circle. If you don't touch the right person, you're going to be eliminated."
College sports is big business. That's not necessarily bad, especially if everyone could just be honest about this commercial enterprise, rather dressing it up as a sheep. Baaaahhh.
I like the blog and its agenda of topics. But I am not sure I agree with you on Cuban. I am not so sure about the presumption of innocence. I understand that it applies to someone accused of a crime and on trial for that crime. The jurors are obligated to pledge to a presumption of innocence. It is a difficult mental gymnastic, but I acknowledge that jurors are obligated to agree to it. I, as a journalist, am not so obligated. I operate under the First Amendment and its privilege of fair comment. I know that 95 percent of SEC civil complaints result in admissions of insider trading. I also know what I saw in the complaint against Cuban. Neither the statistics nor the asserted facts indicate innocence. His sale of his stock has all of the circumstantial and evidentiary badges of insider trading. If there is any inference to be drawn, it is an inference of incomprehensible stupidity on the part of Cuban. He is not a stranger to the markets. At the moment that the CEO told Cuban of the PIPE, Cuban knew that he was barred from selling his 6 percent share of the company. And then he sold it anyway. What was he thinking? Why has he not settled? He could have settled privately with the SEC at any time during the last four years. If he is trying to buy the Cubs, why would he permit this $750,000 transaction (supposedly small change to him, but I wonder) to become public? I look at the situation, and I do not see innocence. I see guilt and stupidity.
We absolutely agree that journalists and bloggers have every right to express opinions freely, even if we do not agree with what they may write. Regarding the case against Cuban...yes, it's human nature to jump to conclusions and certainly ESPN uses its analysts to, well, analyze, but in these types of cases the public (including the media) does yet not have all the facts. Based on the complaint and whatever other information Munson has gleaned from the case, he is entitled to his opinion. Yes, the First Amendment allows people to express a reasoned opinion that Cuban is guilty. But it should be acknowledged that none of us YET have all the facts. There is the real possibility that additional information may emerge to either change how people view the case...or even provide the basis to exonerate Cuban.
It appears that Greg Maddux, the greatest pitcher of this generation, plans to retire. Quietly, of course.
Hard to believe I was in high school in 1986 when he made his MLB debut for the Chicago Cubs.
Maddux's record: 355 victories and 18 Gold Gloves. He's also the only pitcher ever to win at least 15 games in 17 consecutive seasons.
More important, he was a pro's pro.
Bob Verdi from the Chicago Tribune writes a great summation of Maddux's career and his approach to the game:
[Maddux] amassed a fortune without ever making money his raison d'etre, raised the bar for contemporaries without raising his voice, and he will be a first-ballot Hall of Famer who treated the uniform as a privilege, not a right. He didn't strut, complain or ask for anything except the ball every fourth or fifth day. So a gala farewell tour is out of the question.
For those of you who follow the Money Players blog or read my book, you know I am all for players getting paid what they deserve and what the market calls for. I am not a big fan, however, of diva-like contract provisions, which Verdi points out was never Maddux's style:
Maddux's contracts never included provisions for special treatment, like private jets, in-season sabbaticals or staged signing celebrations in owner's boxes. Spring training was not optional for Maddux either, only the trappings of celebrity. If he was accused of anything, it was of getting the benefit of the doubt from awed plate umpires.