There’s a good story here about the way Dean Smith recruited Charlie Scott to the historically all-white University of North Carolina basketball team. In its way, it’s a Jackie Robinson story that deals with one of the most admirable figures in the history of sport – Dean Smith – and a player in Charlie Scott who wasn’t quite good enough in the NBA to stand with the legends (Kareem in particularly) whom he played alongside.
The trouble is, this story would have worked better as a long article rather than a book. There are a lot of reasons to miss the golden age of Sports Illustrated, and this is one of them. That magazine, in the 40 or more years I knew it at its peak, would have been a great home for this.
But that would have made this a fraction as long as it is. Which would have helped.
Chansky writes with clear enthusiasm. I think he mentions that this is one of several books he’s written on UNC athletics. The trouble is, he often digresses.
For purposes of the central story here, we don’t need anywhere near so much detail about Dean Smith’s childhood. Some, yes, but not a whole chapter. We also don’t need quite so much flashing-forward to the various careers one or another player or coach would have.
I find the sub-plot of Davidson trying to recruit Scott very interesting, and I liked hearing about Lefty Driesell from the dawn of a career I knew only in its twilight, but – again – we don’t need this much detail.
I enjoyed getting to see a focused look at a college basketball context so different from the one I’ve known. Imagine a basketball universe where Duke is largely an afterthought, where NC State and Davidson are more established programs than UNC – which had risen and fallen with their previous carpet-bagging coach Frank McGuire.
And I enjoyed getting to hear about Scott, whose career I didn’t know – though I’d have appreciated more context and perspective. It’s just that, when all is said and done, I’m not sure this particular integration – admirable as it clearly was – carried quite the weight that a book like this puts on it.
Anyway, I read this in part to get psyched for the upcoming NBA season and that seems to have worked. Against all odds, I am looking forward to my Bulls making a run…at a sixth place finish in the East.