CENTAUR (OFF) SEASONS: A dozen ways to read the 97 posts in the scorebook thus far — until a new roster begins taking the floor in the fall

Posted on Jun 11, 2013

Welcome to CENTAUR (OFF) SEASONS! If you’re a regular CENTAUR SEASONS reader, or you just dribbled onto the site for the first time, herewith for the summer break are a dozen different mix-and-match ways to access nearly all of the 97 CENTAUR SEASONS posts written this past year during Season I.

New and original posts for CENTAUR SEASONS’ Year II will tip off in the fall. I look forward to seeing you then. But, please, don’t go away now:

THE TRIANGLE AND ONE: The Allentown College of St. Francis de Sales of this CENTAUR SEASONS blog was a brand new place in the late-’60s/early-’70s, making itself up as it went along. These four posts — a long bus ride (the triangle); sleeping in the gym during Christmas break (and one) — illustrate best the “singular sensation” and the “inadvertent education” offered by this tiny little Center Valley, Pennsylvania, school of those long-past days

EVERY CENTAUR-CENTRIC POST, IN ORDER: So you can read from the beginning …

ME, CENTAUR: My Tall (not to mention skinny) Tale

“CENTAUR SEASONS POSTS UP ON D3HOOPS” and HOOPSU.COM: Executive Editor Pat Coleman of the all-everything website for all things at the NCAA Division III level invited Centaur Seasons to take it’s best shot, and at HoopsU.com owner and founder Tony Alfonso has had Centaur Seasons in the starting line-up all year.

YA GOTTA START SOMEWHERE: Well, yeah. But these Original Centaurs, they started from nowhere…

“CENTAURUS AGONISTES”: Legends and Myths of the First Rivalry — A triumph in two acts and six scenes …

“SECRETS OF THE CENTAUR,” or, “FROM NOTHING, SOMETHING”: How (and why) at a brand-new college with so little to offer there was still so much to do

EVERY SEASON TELLS A STORY: Centaur Seasons began forty years ago when I kept a diary of my 1972-1973 junior season. Here it is, game by game and nearly word for word (and get a load of the insufferable English Major title, complete with misspelling!) …

TRIPLE THREAT: The legendary Centaur, the reason I’m a Centaur, the Centaur who coached me …

TO EVERY CENTAUR, A SEASON: There was little glory and fewer fans, but these guys (and eventually some girls) played anyway …

OFF COURT. ON CAMPUS: Remembering the Unforgettable

CENTAUR ROUND-UP: Columnist David Brooks, John Wooden, D3Hoops.com, HoopsU.com, the Rutgers scandal, a ‘CS’ reading in NYC, a look into the future, the US-USSR 1972 Olympic hoops final, plus A.E. Housman’s “To an Athlete Dying Young” — It’s all corralled here



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Welcome to CENTAUR SEASONS: A ‘memory blog’ of the basketball beginnings of a half-good, half-bad, all-new college team.

Once, I was a Centaur.

I played basketball for Allentown College of St. Francis de Sales in Center Valley, Pa. I was on four of the school’s first seven teams, was MVP senior year and in 1974 graduated in the fifth class.

My junior year I kept a diary: A History of the Events of the 1972-1973 Allentown College B-Ball Season, as Chronicled by, and With the Personal Memoirs + Occassional [sic] Philosophizing of the Author, One Stephen J. McKee.  One-hundred-forty-five hand-writ pages. (Yes, I was an English major.)

But it occurs to me now: Were I today a “Bulldog” playing for “DeSales University” (both mascot and name changed in 2000), my private “History” would be not a diary but a blog.

So starting November 30  “…Personal Memoirs…” will be re-imagined as CENTAUR SEASONS

A blog before its time, posted 40 years after in real time.

Meanwhile, beginning on September 24, here at CENTAUR SEASONS the preseason has already tipped off, with stories, interviews and reminiscences of the people, the place and the purpose of those early years of Allentown College of St. Francis de Sales.

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We were not a bad team, we Centaurs. We just weren’t very good. Winning was always the goal, if never exactly the point. How could it be, with victories so few?

Back then Allentown College of St. Francis de Sales was a couple of buildings in some cornfields.  Our commitment to the school’s basketball program was far greater than was the school’s commitment us. So what? We got to play college ball – and paid for the privilege! In return, we got to be part of a team, wear the red and blue, be Centaurs. And we got to create a place that was, right then, as much concept as it was college, making itself up as we went along.

What we got was a once-in-a-life-time chance.

All we had to do was keep showing up -- next practice, next game, next season. And so we did.