About the Author

014280749_sizedI could pretend that a third person wrote this, but who better to write “About the Author” than the author?

I’m currently in the middle of researching a new book about the NBA. I hate to be coy, but it’s in a premature stage, and we don’t have a title yet. It will cover two eras of the league through the prisms of two special teams. You’ll like it. I just have to write it now.

I’m probably best known—if I’m known at all—for Dream Team, a book about the 1992 U.S. Olympic team that made a take-no-prisoners-have-a-lot-of-laughs journey through the competition at Barcelona. It made it to No. 3 on the New York Times best-seller list, right behind Laura Hillenbrand’s Unbroken and Cheryl Strayed’s Wild. Both of them have been made into movies. People … I’m waiting …

Before Dream Team, I wrote Seven Seconds or Less, which has a long subtitle. (So did Dream Team. Publishers love long subtitles.) Many people have said nice things about it, so I’m not about to argue with them. I will say that it would be hard to find a more inside-the-locker-room sports book, considering the unfettered access I was given by coach Mike D’Antoni and the rest of the Phoenix Suns organization. I owe them a great debt.

In similar fashion, I followed the Boston Celtics over the course of the 1990-91 season that resulted in a book called Unfinished Business, which also has a long subtitle you don’t need to memorize. The book examined the legendary franchise from within, a precursor to Seven Seconds, and I was fortunate to be around Larry Bird in the twilight of his career.

I also co-wrote a 2005 novel, Foul Lines, with a Sports Illustrated colleague named L. Jon Wertheim. If you’re ever considering co-writing a book, find someone smarter than yourself to partner with, as I did with Jon.

I also wrote a book about my bout with cancer. It’s called The Prostate Monologues, and I’ve been told that it’s not only kind of funny but also helped some men (and women) in their struggle with this common form of cancer.

After that came Bleeding Orange, a book I wrote with Syracuse coach Jim Boeheim. It’s in his voice but I had something to do with it. And IMG_0190_sizedthough Jim never looks like a ton of laughs, I had a great time doing it. We have been friends for a long time, partly because I didn’t cover college hoops; it’s tough to cover your friends.

I was a writer at Sports Illustrated for almost 30 years and, after taking a buyout, I am now listed as a Special Contributor. Leaving SI was my own choice because I was tired of traveling and didn’t
want to be one of those guys hanging around talking about how great it was covering the NBA in the Magic/Bird/Jordan Era. Although that’s what I spend some measure of time doing.  I treasure my ongoing relationship with one of the greatest magazines in history. The fact that I chronicled pro hoops for SI is the main reason that I won the Curt Gowdy Media Award from the Naismith Memorial Basketball Hall of Fame in 2005. My name is on a plaque somewhere in that building in Springfield, Mass.; bring reading glasses to find it.

I have a degree in English from Muhlenberg College, earned many years ago, and a master’s degree in English Literature from Lehigh University, also earned many years ago. Roughly every other semester I teach a course at Muhlenberg in the Media/Communications Department, usually some form of sports journalism.

My wife, Donna, is a happily retired teacher. My oldest son, Jamie, is a college professor at Middlebury, and my younger, Chris, is a farmer in Pennsylvania. Chris and his partner, Jill Lashmett, have three children named Oliver, Eudora and Zev. Jamie and his partner, Erin Davis, have one son named Asa.

From to time I mow acres of lawn on Chris and Jill’s farm, which accounts for the above photo. I wish Asa could’ve gotten into the picture, but he wasn’t there.