Posted on Mar 05, 2013

Pat Coleman, the executive editor at D3Hoops.com, has invited CENTAUR SEASONS to take its best shot on “Daily Dose,” D3Hoop’s “Daily Dish on Division III Basketball.”

So here’s my dish on having played for the half-good, half-bad, all-new Centaurs of Allentown College of St. Francis de Sales forty years ago — while these days the now-named Bulldogs of DeSales University are all good, all the time:

CENTAUR SEASONS: Revisiting Allentown Basketball, 40 Years Later.

Thanks, Pat; thanks D3hoops.com.

D3Hoops.com, for the unitiated, is the all-everything website for all things basketball at the NCAA Division III level. Here’s the DeSalesU men’s page by way of checking it out.  And here’s an article by D3Hoops “Around the Region” columnist Pete Barrett, DESALES DOUBLES DOWN ON SUCCESS, that begins: DeSales is the only school in the Mid-Atlantic region to have both their men’s and women’s basketball teams win over 200 games in the past 10 years. And so it seems only fair now to include the D3Hoops page for the DeSalesU women.

Thanks again, D3Hoops.com!












On March 5th, 2013 at 12:03 pm, Nick Nardo said:

Getting the feeling that this saga is about to end and I, for one, will be missing it.
Since this has become a story about a ‘cornfield college’ as well as about the basketball team, I would like to extend an invite (Steve, con permiso)to the First Guys, the Class of ’69 folks, to offer more of their stories of life in the very beginning at AC.
Too numerous to name each of you, but you folks have memories of on and off-campus antics that are just down right full of ‘making it all work’ with no structured guidance.
Steve only knows of a select few of you, but there are suspicions that there are more reading this blog. If so, let’s hear from the classics.
Would like to gather ’round the campfire one more time and hear about The Roosevelt, Liz and Mary Ellen, The Maples, Flo, The Bull ‘n Barrel. How about The Plain ‘n Fancy, The Cupcake Kid, Crabs’ Feasts at St. Michael’s Parrish Hall in Bethlehem and who can forget Gup Gup?
One of my personal favorites is the St. Patty’s Day trip to New York and these are YOUR stories. You made each of these places part of an extended campus, Broadway and all. You guys kept me in stitches until you graduated and with a legacy to continue in your footsteps.
If nothing else comes of this, just want to say thanks and so grateful to have been part of it. Wouldn’t have changed a thing … Nick


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.