My players like to raze me from time to time for reading from the book of Proverbs each day before practice.
Our slogan has become "Be wise".
When a situation comes up and you are not sure what to do "Be wise".
Here is a great verse from Proverbs 24:5 "A wise man has great power and a man of knowledge increases strength"
Pete Maravich Assembly Center
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Answers to the questions
The day you think you have it all figured out is the day they change all the questions.
lost days
• "Lost days are just that; lost. You can't get them back no way, no how. Enjoy the day you are in and the people you are with."
Friday, May 15, 2009
My mom had a life well lived
My mother had a life well lived. She was many things to many people. To me she was an incredible cook. I can’t remember ever leaving anything on plate after one of her meals. I think part of that had to do with having two other brothers, part of that is I loved to eat and partly she was such a good cook.
If you had to ask me what she cooked best I would not be able to choose. It would be between her blueberry pancakes, French toast (she could put just the right amount of cinnamon in the mix), coffee cake, oatmeal raisin cookies, spaghetti and meatballs (for a long time my all time favorite), stacked enchiladas, pecan pie, pumpkin pie, Mississippi mud pie and she always had the best gravy for our meals at Thanksgiving and Christmas.
I was spoiled because she was such a good cook that even when I got older I loved coming back home to get her cooking or to have her come visit knowing she would bring something down that I liked. Once she moved to Ooletwah, TN it meant she was closer to the Little Debbie plant which meant more Little Debbie treat especially from their discount store.
She was the kind of parent that we need today. Since she was an educator (she received her doctorate for The University of Tennessee) so took the sides of the teachers and coaches. As kids my brothers and I couldn’t blame the teachers like kids do today. She knew better and we knew better than to try that trick on her. Too bad more parents aren’t like that today, but that is the problem with our kids is that the parents make things too easy their own kids. They take the side of the kid and place blame on the coach or teacher.
Now my mom would think we could do no wrong and believed in us, but when it came to school and doing the work we had to do the work. I can remember her coming home from a Parents Teacher conferences and walking down the hall toward my bedroom and I knew I was in trouble. I could hear the words coming out of her mouth. She already had heard from the teacher and was taking the teacher’s version (which was 99% of the time the truth). I would try to fake being asleep and thinking that if I can fake it till the morning maybe she will forget about everything. No chance with her. I would get the lecture about how you were to act in class and how you were to show respect for your teachers. My brothers and I could talk our ways out of a lot of things with a lot of people, but not my mother. She knew the game and wasn’t going to be fooled by her own sons.
We didn’t get much by her. Maybe my brother and I liked the decorations in the administrator’s offices or spent some much quality time with the assistant principals and principals that we decided to go into education. Not sure that is the reason as much as it was my mom being in education. I think my younger brother and I thought when people said “open door” policy we would take it serious and get called in quite often to the front office. Back then we had corporal punishment. I would still take that versus today when they give kids work detail and make them come early for an hour and stay after school for an hour. I took the punishment gladly because I realized whatever they caught me for was probably only half the stuff I could half been caught for doing.
My brother got smarter and went to a public university and I think he stopped getting into trouble. I went to a small private college and didn’t get the memo and kept getting in trouble. Neither one of us did anything malicious; we were just not too smart. One of us was told he could graduate from our high school with the agreement we were to never set foot on the campus again. I won’t say which one of us it was, but he is two years younger than me. That’s all I am going to say about that.
My mom truly believed in us even when we messed up big time. She had that unique ability to believe we could do anything. She supported us and didn’t put down any crazy dreams we might have or talk about. At critical times in my life she gave me key advice that got through some tough transitions.
She was a very good mother and good wife to Dale, but her true calling I think came in her being a grandparent. Over the years countless times she has been there when we needed here for one reason or another. With the crazy travel of my occupation it made for some difficult times to find someone to watch our kids. She was so willing to drive and meet us to get the kids and bring them back to Chattanooga. She would come and stay with us or stay with the kids. Our kids spent more time over the last couple of years in Chattanooga than I did. My parents were known at our churches and in our schools wherever we lived because they came to see us so much.
It wasn’t anything for at one time or another for each of our four children to cry out “I want my Nana!” when being punished for something. My daughter, Elise, even called her on the phone once to see if she could bail her out of some trouble. My mom wasn’t going to bail out her own kids, but her grandchildren were a different story. That is the area where she shined. She spoiled them and I mean that in a good way. She loved them so much and they loved her back. They really cared about her and I worry how her passing away will affect them in the long run. Some summers they would spend as much time with their grandmother as they would with us. Looking back that is ok and I know they loved it also.
Once while Edie and I were teaching high school in Atlanta we left for school one bright sunny spring morning. We usually took two cars even though we were at the same school because after school activities for each of us may differ. About 10 minutes before the end of my first period class I get a note from the front office and it says “Elise is at home”.
We had left Elise at the house that morning. Well Elise didn’t call Edie. She didn’t call me. She didn’t call school. She called Nana. She didn’t know the other numbers, but she knew Nana’s number. Instead of being able to contact us at a school three miles away she called Nana two hours away. Nana called the school and they contacted me. Not one of my prouder moments as a parent, but I know deep down it made my mom feel good. She was worried about Elise until we got there, but knowing my mom she felt good that she was needed.
She had a well lived life. We have asked for a miracle and for God to remove the cancer from her body. That did not happen, but I am grateful for the time we had with her. Yes, I would have liked to see her live a lot longer and get to have seen great grandchildren. I will thank and praise God for what He did give us. The mother, wife, grandmother, mother-in-law, sister, aunt, cousin, friend to so many that he did give us was blessing that has left an impression we will never forget.
Not sure I will ever eat blueberry pancakes, oatmeal raisin cookies, spaghetti and meatballs and a lot of other things and not think of her and I guess that is ok. OK with me that God blessed us with her life and that she made an impact on so many. Thank you God for giving me a mom that loved me unconditionally, that was tough on me, that believed the best in me, that thought my own kids were great and carved out as much time as possible to spend with us over the years. Now that she is gone she will be greatly missed, but we do have very good memories. We wish for more, but thankful for the life you gave her and the time you gave her here on earth. Like most we never thought this day would come. It is hard to swallow and hard to fathom, but with your strength Lord we will make it through.
If you had to ask me what she cooked best I would not be able to choose. It would be between her blueberry pancakes, French toast (she could put just the right amount of cinnamon in the mix), coffee cake, oatmeal raisin cookies, spaghetti and meatballs (for a long time my all time favorite), stacked enchiladas, pecan pie, pumpkin pie, Mississippi mud pie and she always had the best gravy for our meals at Thanksgiving and Christmas.
I was spoiled because she was such a good cook that even when I got older I loved coming back home to get her cooking or to have her come visit knowing she would bring something down that I liked. Once she moved to Ooletwah, TN it meant she was closer to the Little Debbie plant which meant more Little Debbie treat especially from their discount store.
She was the kind of parent that we need today. Since she was an educator (she received her doctorate for The University of Tennessee) so took the sides of the teachers and coaches. As kids my brothers and I couldn’t blame the teachers like kids do today. She knew better and we knew better than to try that trick on her. Too bad more parents aren’t like that today, but that is the problem with our kids is that the parents make things too easy their own kids. They take the side of the kid and place blame on the coach or teacher.
Now my mom would think we could do no wrong and believed in us, but when it came to school and doing the work we had to do the work. I can remember her coming home from a Parents Teacher conferences and walking down the hall toward my bedroom and I knew I was in trouble. I could hear the words coming out of her mouth. She already had heard from the teacher and was taking the teacher’s version (which was 99% of the time the truth). I would try to fake being asleep and thinking that if I can fake it till the morning maybe she will forget about everything. No chance with her. I would get the lecture about how you were to act in class and how you were to show respect for your teachers. My brothers and I could talk our ways out of a lot of things with a lot of people, but not my mother. She knew the game and wasn’t going to be fooled by her own sons.
We didn’t get much by her. Maybe my brother and I liked the decorations in the administrator’s offices or spent some much quality time with the assistant principals and principals that we decided to go into education. Not sure that is the reason as much as it was my mom being in education. I think my younger brother and I thought when people said “open door” policy we would take it serious and get called in quite often to the front office. Back then we had corporal punishment. I would still take that versus today when they give kids work detail and make them come early for an hour and stay after school for an hour. I took the punishment gladly because I realized whatever they caught me for was probably only half the stuff I could half been caught for doing.
My brother got smarter and went to a public university and I think he stopped getting into trouble. I went to a small private college and didn’t get the memo and kept getting in trouble. Neither one of us did anything malicious; we were just not too smart. One of us was told he could graduate from our high school with the agreement we were to never set foot on the campus again. I won’t say which one of us it was, but he is two years younger than me. That’s all I am going to say about that.
My mom truly believed in us even when we messed up big time. She had that unique ability to believe we could do anything. She supported us and didn’t put down any crazy dreams we might have or talk about. At critical times in my life she gave me key advice that got through some tough transitions.
She was a very good mother and good wife to Dale, but her true calling I think came in her being a grandparent. Over the years countless times she has been there when we needed here for one reason or another. With the crazy travel of my occupation it made for some difficult times to find someone to watch our kids. She was so willing to drive and meet us to get the kids and bring them back to Chattanooga. She would come and stay with us or stay with the kids. Our kids spent more time over the last couple of years in Chattanooga than I did. My parents were known at our churches and in our schools wherever we lived because they came to see us so much.
It wasn’t anything for at one time or another for each of our four children to cry out “I want my Nana!” when being punished for something. My daughter, Elise, even called her on the phone once to see if she could bail her out of some trouble. My mom wasn’t going to bail out her own kids, but her grandchildren were a different story. That is the area where she shined. She spoiled them and I mean that in a good way. She loved them so much and they loved her back. They really cared about her and I worry how her passing away will affect them in the long run. Some summers they would spend as much time with their grandmother as they would with us. Looking back that is ok and I know they loved it also.
Once while Edie and I were teaching high school in Atlanta we left for school one bright sunny spring morning. We usually took two cars even though we were at the same school because after school activities for each of us may differ. About 10 minutes before the end of my first period class I get a note from the front office and it says “Elise is at home”.
We had left Elise at the house that morning. Well Elise didn’t call Edie. She didn’t call me. She didn’t call school. She called Nana. She didn’t know the other numbers, but she knew Nana’s number. Instead of being able to contact us at a school three miles away she called Nana two hours away. Nana called the school and they contacted me. Not one of my prouder moments as a parent, but I know deep down it made my mom feel good. She was worried about Elise until we got there, but knowing my mom she felt good that she was needed.
She had a well lived life. We have asked for a miracle and for God to remove the cancer from her body. That did not happen, but I am grateful for the time we had with her. Yes, I would have liked to see her live a lot longer and get to have seen great grandchildren. I will thank and praise God for what He did give us. The mother, wife, grandmother, mother-in-law, sister, aunt, cousin, friend to so many that he did give us was blessing that has left an impression we will never forget.
Not sure I will ever eat blueberry pancakes, oatmeal raisin cookies, spaghetti and meatballs and a lot of other things and not think of her and I guess that is ok. OK with me that God blessed us with her life and that she made an impact on so many. Thank you God for giving me a mom that loved me unconditionally, that was tough on me, that believed the best in me, that thought my own kids were great and carved out as much time as possible to spend with us over the years. Now that she is gone she will be greatly missed, but we do have very good memories. We wish for more, but thankful for the life you gave her and the time you gave her here on earth. Like most we never thought this day would come. It is hard to swallow and hard to fathom, but with your strength Lord we will make it through.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Faith and healing
"The same faith that saves us; is the same faith that heals us, provides our needs, and prospers us." Dr. Larry Hutton
I John 1:9, I Peter 2:24
I John 1:9, I Peter 2:24
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
"There is no success without sacrifice" John Maxwell
"There is no success without sacrifice" John Maxwell
Sacrifice for athletes is in the off-season. That's where players are made. Our success comes down to how much each player wants to sacrifice.
Sacrifice for athletes is in the off-season. That's where players are made. Our success comes down to how much each player wants to sacrifice.
The trials of life
“The trials of life…..” I heard those four words the other day at the start of someone’s message. Probably credit needs to be give where credit is due. I think it was my pastor’s sermon, but not 100% sure. The danger of admitting that it was my pastor gets me in trouble because it means I had a short attention span that day.
Immediately after hearing those words my mind immediately began to wander. I repeated those words and kept thinking of how to end the statement. I don’t want to admit not being able to pay attention during church, but I guess we have all those moments.
I have been repeating the words “The trials of life….” over and over in my mind. Each time I add something to the end of the phrase, but nothing earth-shattering. No great end to the quote that can make it stick for years to come. All I do think is how many different thoughts go in and out of my mind. Not knowing how to eloquently finish the phrase I would love your input if something stirs your heart or if you God gives you wisdom. “The trial of life……..”
I catch myself repeating the phrase when I am in those still moments. Those moments of walking down the hall at work or walking around the hospital floors.. My mind has been a blur over the past week. I have been to Starkville (MS), New Orleans, Clinton (LA), Nashville (TN) and Chattanooga (TN). Tuesday night I attended an appreciation for my college coach, Don Meyer, and it was an amazing night that I will share in another email. His story is an amazing testament to strength and determination.
Also over the past week I have lost count of how many friends and family that are either having serious money problems or going through the loss of a job. Blur, blur, blur. Things have gone by fast and I have lost count of the people that are going through a trial in their own life right now.
I bring that up because we just completed a basketball season at Belhaven that was very successful. We were ranked as high as #19 in the country at one point in the season. We got off to a great start before conference play. Our team won more games than Belhaven has won since 2000. Our Belhaven team advanced to the semi-final of our conference tournament which had not been done in a long time.
Recruiting has gone very well and we have been very blessed to sign a recruiting class that is as good on paper as we have had since I have been at Belhaven. My assistant coach, John Aiken, has worked tirelessly and has made me work harder going on the road to see players. With Coach Aiken’s efforts we have what we feel is an outstanding class of young men and basketball players.
People know that a recruiting list on paper is much different than the team you can put on the floor. Still, all in all things have gone well and we are excited about our future with this team.
“The trials of life……”
The trials we go through do teach you lessons that you can not learn in school. As I have conversations with people and hear their stories I try to encourage as much as possible.
The trials of life can be with family, professionally or inner conflict. Whatever the case the trials will teach you more about yourself while you go through the difficult time than any book, speech or seminar.
While in Chattanooga I spent time visiting my mom in the hospital. She has been in and out of this hospital for quite some time. We fear the cancer has spread and now is affecting many parts of her body. When you are with someone that is as sick and depleted as she is right now it does make you think of what is really important.
The successful past season doesn’t have as much importance as her having good health. Having another difficult time myself with allergies this spring doesn’t have as much importance. Worrying about the little things in your job that can drive you crazy doesn’t have as much importance. The praise of others doesn’t have as much importance. The recruit you went after all year long and lost out on (or that you signed) doesn’t have as much importance. The game lost on a last second shot doesn’t have as much importance. The house being perfect doesn’t have as much importance. The yard looking as good as possible doesn’t have as much importance.
I have learned that “The trials of Life” happen every day to someone that is in our circle of influence. We can choose to be an encourager or can be someone that rains on their parade.
When you watch someone losing their health right before your eyes it is humbling. When you watch someone getting beat by cancer it forces you to look somewhere other yourself and your own pain.
When you hear of others that are losing their jobs and they don’t know what to do it makes you less of a complainer. You worry less about whether the A/ C works in your office or your computer freezes up. When you are aware of people that are having a hard time making ends meet financially it takes away your desire to buy things that you don’t really have to have.
As a family we have been given notice that my mom may not have long. She had been fighting and will continue to fight. I was fully aware when I left last week that it may be the last time I see here. I hope and pray she can stay in the battle, but the doctors have been honest and told us the chances. Right now it does not look good. We need prayers and we need a miracle for her to be healed.
This past Sunday after much prayer my mom had a good day. She actually had the pain in her stomach go away for the first time in a long time and she was able to walk a few more steps than she usually does. It still may have not been a long walk and it was with assistance, but it was better.
After all the prayers she was fortunate to have a good day for the first time in a long time. Even after getting the bad news of how long she had, she was able to enjoy that one day of feeling better. The trials of life will teach you more about yourself than you can ever imagine. The trials of life will also bring great victories. For my mom to have one good day is a huge victory. Even if it the pain in her stomach goes away only for a short time we will continue to pray that she gets healed.
It was truly amazing how after getting a bad report from the doctor that exactly one day later she had that good day and less pain. We actually had a chance to rejoice and be thankful. No matter what happens God has shown us through this trial of life that He is who He says He is. God also has shown us in great power we must remain strong. Just to have such good news after receiving such bad news gave us the hope and appreciation of how God is faithful and He hears our cry.
Whatever trial you may go through I pray you lean on the only one that can give you strength. That is the Lord, Jesus Christ. He has the power and the absolute might to take the pain away and give you peace.
The hospital my mother is in happens to be the same hospital my brother was in when he died 25 years ago. It is tough walking down those halls and driving to the same parking area, but you have to ask God to give you strength. You can kick the ground and be upset or you can realize you have a gift and that gift is that particular moment. You need to make the most of each moment.
I also watched coaching friend of mine, Robert Scott, go through the same pain as my mom is going through. He died in May of 2001 after a 9 month battle with stomach cancer. Seeing those vivid images again of how much pain he had to endure is tough. Going back through the difficult steps he had to take is not pleasant. It hurt to see him in pain. Watching my mom go through the same situation is very difficult. I know that God’s plan is better than any plan we can come up with on our own, but it still is hard to deal with at times.
I pray that you take each day and you are thankful. It is in times like this that we reflect and think about different aspects of our own lives. I am deeply grateful that God has given each day that I do have. I would love to have my brother still around, to still have Robert Scott around and to have my mother back in good health. Whatever trials God sees us through we are usually better on the other side. It is excruciating and it hurts, but it is comforting to stay in His grip.
My mom, Marlene Bradshaw, has a lot of people praying for her right now and one more person wouldn’t hurt. If you are reading this please pray for her right now
I hope that things are well with you and you lean on the Lord when you face the “Trials of Life.”
Immediately after hearing those words my mind immediately began to wander. I repeated those words and kept thinking of how to end the statement. I don’t want to admit not being able to pay attention during church, but I guess we have all those moments.
I have been repeating the words “The trials of life….” over and over in my mind. Each time I add something to the end of the phrase, but nothing earth-shattering. No great end to the quote that can make it stick for years to come. All I do think is how many different thoughts go in and out of my mind. Not knowing how to eloquently finish the phrase I would love your input if something stirs your heart or if you God gives you wisdom. “The trial of life……..”
I catch myself repeating the phrase when I am in those still moments. Those moments of walking down the hall at work or walking around the hospital floors.. My mind has been a blur over the past week. I have been to Starkville (MS), New Orleans, Clinton (LA), Nashville (TN) and Chattanooga (TN). Tuesday night I attended an appreciation for my college coach, Don Meyer, and it was an amazing night that I will share in another email. His story is an amazing testament to strength and determination.
Also over the past week I have lost count of how many friends and family that are either having serious money problems or going through the loss of a job. Blur, blur, blur. Things have gone by fast and I have lost count of the people that are going through a trial in their own life right now.
I bring that up because we just completed a basketball season at Belhaven that was very successful. We were ranked as high as #19 in the country at one point in the season. We got off to a great start before conference play. Our team won more games than Belhaven has won since 2000. Our Belhaven team advanced to the semi-final of our conference tournament which had not been done in a long time.
Recruiting has gone very well and we have been very blessed to sign a recruiting class that is as good on paper as we have had since I have been at Belhaven. My assistant coach, John Aiken, has worked tirelessly and has made me work harder going on the road to see players. With Coach Aiken’s efforts we have what we feel is an outstanding class of young men and basketball players.
People know that a recruiting list on paper is much different than the team you can put on the floor. Still, all in all things have gone well and we are excited about our future with this team.
“The trials of life……”
The trials we go through do teach you lessons that you can not learn in school. As I have conversations with people and hear their stories I try to encourage as much as possible.
The trials of life can be with family, professionally or inner conflict. Whatever the case the trials will teach you more about yourself while you go through the difficult time than any book, speech or seminar.
While in Chattanooga I spent time visiting my mom in the hospital. She has been in and out of this hospital for quite some time. We fear the cancer has spread and now is affecting many parts of her body. When you are with someone that is as sick and depleted as she is right now it does make you think of what is really important.
The successful past season doesn’t have as much importance as her having good health. Having another difficult time myself with allergies this spring doesn’t have as much importance. Worrying about the little things in your job that can drive you crazy doesn’t have as much importance. The praise of others doesn’t have as much importance. The recruit you went after all year long and lost out on (or that you signed) doesn’t have as much importance. The game lost on a last second shot doesn’t have as much importance. The house being perfect doesn’t have as much importance. The yard looking as good as possible doesn’t have as much importance.
I have learned that “The trials of Life” happen every day to someone that is in our circle of influence. We can choose to be an encourager or can be someone that rains on their parade.
When you watch someone losing their health right before your eyes it is humbling. When you watch someone getting beat by cancer it forces you to look somewhere other yourself and your own pain.
When you hear of others that are losing their jobs and they don’t know what to do it makes you less of a complainer. You worry less about whether the A/ C works in your office or your computer freezes up. When you are aware of people that are having a hard time making ends meet financially it takes away your desire to buy things that you don’t really have to have.
As a family we have been given notice that my mom may not have long. She had been fighting and will continue to fight. I was fully aware when I left last week that it may be the last time I see here. I hope and pray she can stay in the battle, but the doctors have been honest and told us the chances. Right now it does not look good. We need prayers and we need a miracle for her to be healed.
This past Sunday after much prayer my mom had a good day. She actually had the pain in her stomach go away for the first time in a long time and she was able to walk a few more steps than she usually does. It still may have not been a long walk and it was with assistance, but it was better.
After all the prayers she was fortunate to have a good day for the first time in a long time. Even after getting the bad news of how long she had, she was able to enjoy that one day of feeling better. The trials of life will teach you more about yourself than you can ever imagine. The trials of life will also bring great victories. For my mom to have one good day is a huge victory. Even if it the pain in her stomach goes away only for a short time we will continue to pray that she gets healed.
It was truly amazing how after getting a bad report from the doctor that exactly one day later she had that good day and less pain. We actually had a chance to rejoice and be thankful. No matter what happens God has shown us through this trial of life that He is who He says He is. God also has shown us in great power we must remain strong. Just to have such good news after receiving such bad news gave us the hope and appreciation of how God is faithful and He hears our cry.
Whatever trial you may go through I pray you lean on the only one that can give you strength. That is the Lord, Jesus Christ. He has the power and the absolute might to take the pain away and give you peace.
The hospital my mother is in happens to be the same hospital my brother was in when he died 25 years ago. It is tough walking down those halls and driving to the same parking area, but you have to ask God to give you strength. You can kick the ground and be upset or you can realize you have a gift and that gift is that particular moment. You need to make the most of each moment.
I also watched coaching friend of mine, Robert Scott, go through the same pain as my mom is going through. He died in May of 2001 after a 9 month battle with stomach cancer. Seeing those vivid images again of how much pain he had to endure is tough. Going back through the difficult steps he had to take is not pleasant. It hurt to see him in pain. Watching my mom go through the same situation is very difficult. I know that God’s plan is better than any plan we can come up with on our own, but it still is hard to deal with at times.
I pray that you take each day and you are thankful. It is in times like this that we reflect and think about different aspects of our own lives. I am deeply grateful that God has given each day that I do have. I would love to have my brother still around, to still have Robert Scott around and to have my mother back in good health. Whatever trials God sees us through we are usually better on the other side. It is excruciating and it hurts, but it is comforting to stay in His grip.
My mom, Marlene Bradshaw, has a lot of people praying for her right now and one more person wouldn’t hurt. If you are reading this please pray for her right now
I hope that things are well with you and you lean on the Lord when you face the “Trials of Life.”
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Quote by Larry Bird
"A winner is someone who recognizes his God-given talents, works his tail off to develop them into skills, and uses these skills to accomplish his goals."
Larry Bird
Larry Bird
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Great quote for coaches and parents
"I've come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element in the gym. It's my daily mood that makes the weather. As a coach, I possess a tremendous power to make a child's life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration. I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis will be escalated or de-escalated and a child humanized or de-humanized."
Grace McDowell...Head Women’s Basketball Coach Frisco, TX... Liberty HS
Grace McDowell...Head Women’s Basketball Coach Frisco, TX... Liberty HS
What to look for in a prospective player
As college coaches we are constantly referred players for our program. By coaching for 20 years in the profession I will tell you that coaches look for things in prospective student-athletes.
I refer to these as the 4 A's
1. Academic perfomance in class and on standardized tests
2. Athletic ability
3. Attiude
4. Ability to take instruction
I refer to these as the 4 A's
1. Academic perfomance in class and on standardized tests
2. Athletic ability
3. Attiude
4. Ability to take instruction
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