BUILDING YOUR TEAM: A COACH'S INFLUENCE
"He saw something in me I didn’t see in myself.”
“I wanted to give up, but he wouldn’t let me quit. I just wanted to do my best for him.”
I had very large feet growing up. I am not an extremely tall person, but at thirteen years old I was 5’11’ and was unaccustomed to my lanky legs or huge, gangly feet. I loved basketball. I loved watching it, playing it, and talking about it. I wanted to be as good as Michael Jordan; it didn’t matter that I was short, uncoordinated and other than a good layup, had just a decent three-pointer. The summer of my thirteenth year my parents saved up so that they could send me to an intensive, two-week basketball camp at a popular university in Southern California. I was beyond excited to show up at this camp.
What did this young coach do?
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