‘WHERE GLORY DOES NOT STAY’: Entry #28 from “A history of the events of the Allentown College’s 1972-1973 B-ball season …

Posted on Feb 27, 2013

… AS CHRONICLED BY, AND WITH THE PERSONAL MEMOIRS + OCCASSIONAL PHILOSOPHIZING OF THE AUTHOR, ONE STEPHEN J. McKEE”

This CENTAUR SEASONS post was written 40 years ago.

PREVIOUS GAME: Centaurs 61, Philadelphia Pharmacy 79, three days ago

NEXT GAME: Baptist Bible, tonight, last game of the season 

CENTAUR SEASON: 5-11

Bobby Stormes, Joey Thompson, Dave Glielmi, Bob Hoeffner, Gary Cacciatore and myself have been planning a “Senior Night” for the last game on the schedule, tonight against Baptist Bible, at home.

We got the four graduating seniors (Chris Cashman, Jerry Flemming, Denny Ramella and manager E.J. Brookes) desk plaques. We’re also having programs made up, complete with our roster, a small write-up on each of the seniors (courtesy me) and on the cover a copy of A.E. Housman’s

TO AN ATHLETE DYING YOUNG

The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.

To-day, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.

Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay,
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.

Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has stopped the ears:

Now you will not swell the rout
Of lads shall wore their honours out,
Runners whom renown outran
And the name died before the man.

So set, before its echoes fade,
The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
And thou to the low lintel up
The still-defended challenge-cup.

And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find unwithered on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl’s.

 I hope everyone understands the symbolism in this poem. It isn’t an attempt to praise the athlete, per se. The way I see it, or at least the way I am applying it in this instance, is this: These four athletes have accomplished something good during their four years, although the degree of their accomplishments does vary with each. This poem is asking them not to “rest on their laurels,” if you will, but rather to go forth from this point, and work at accomplishing something better.

A NOTE FROM NOW:

Perhaps nothing illustrates what going to Allentown College of St. Francis de Sales was like — back then, right then — more than the fact that if we underclassmen wanted our graduating seniors to be honored, we had to make it happened ourselves. It was all part of the unique and singular education that the Cornfield College in Center Valley  provided. I have written before about this convergence of time and moment  — “THE SECRETS OF THE CENTAUR” — and this seems a good excuse to revisit:

SEARCHING FOR THAT … SOMETHING ELSE. October 1, 2012.

“WHY US? WHY FIRST?” October 12, 2012.

“BRICKS AND A BIRTHDAY”   October 22, 2012.

“THE NIGHT THE CENTAURS MOVED THE BUS: Part Three of a Metaphor in Three Parts.” November 6, 2012.

“AT THE END OF THE BENCH:  What a Centaur Turned Coach Learned at Allentown and Shares with UCLA Coach John Wooden.” November 19, 2912.

“KEEP YOUR FOOT IN THAT BUCKET, STEVE!” December 10, 2012.

“ON THE PASSING OF JACK KLUGMAN” December 28, 2012.

“THE YEAR THE CENTAURS PLAYED THE FIGHTING IRISH (yes — in football!)”  Janaury 7, 2013.

PREVIOUS GAME: Centaurs 61, Philadelphia Pharmacy 79, three days ago

NEXT GAME: Baptist Bible, tonight, last game of the season

1972-73 CENTAUR SEASON Schedule and Results:

12-1-72  — at Lehigh CCC — W/81-71 — 1-0

12-4 — at Northampton CCC — W/87-50 — 2-0

12-6  — EASTERN BAPTIST — L/73-75 — 2-1

12-12 — SPRING GARDEN — L/54-66 — 2-2

12-16 — PHILLY BIBLE — L/72-79 — 2-3

1-18-73   — at Baptist Bible — L/82-84 — 2-4

1-19  — WILMINGTON — L/56-71 — 2-5

1-25  — at Philly Pharmacy — L/56-71 — 2-6

1-30  — at Spring Garden — L/64-69 — 2-7

2-3   — at Messiah College — L/47-76 — 2-8

2-6   — at  Wilmington — L/52/88 — 2-9

2-13  — RUTGERS, S. JERSEY — W/89-68 — 3-9 (but 1-0!)

2-16  — LEHIGH CCC — W/81-76 — 4-9 (but 2-0!)

2-20  — MESSIAH — L/58-64 — 4-10 (but 2-1!)

2-22  — NORTHAMPTON CC — W/86-65 — 5-10 (but 3-1!)

2-24  — PHILLY PHARMACY — L/61-79 — 5-11 (but 3-2!)

2-27 — BAPTIST BIBLE

 

 

 

 

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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.

Check back often. Sign up for CentaurSeasonAlerts. Email CENTAUR SEASONS to friends.

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.

Welcome to CENTAUR SEASONS.

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