UCSB Fall 1968/ Spring 1969 & La Cumbre Junior High 1969 to 1973 I was fortunate to walk into a new program at UCSB, a minor in coaching. I was the first graduate of the program, mainly because my classes as a PE minor at Fresno State carried over. It was a very innovative program and looking back a very fine program. They covered all the bases, in many ways it was ahead of the times. Along with my coaching classes I took the required education classes in preparation for teaching in the classroom. The class that stood out was Educational Psychology, not so much for the content but because of the professor, Ruth Wilvert. She was a neat little southern lady who could really teach. She had knowledge, enthusiasm, passion and a real drive to make her student’s great teachers. As part of her class we did an observation that started in the morning at a traditional nursery school, followed by an observation at a Montessori school, then an elementary school, followed by a junior high school and culminating in the afternoon with an observation of a high school class. What an eye opener! It was a brilliant teaching tool to introduce us to the whole developmental spectrum. I distinctly remember after the junior high school observation thinking to myself that I would never want to teach that age group. The lesson here is never say never because one year later my first job was teaching junior high school! Mrs. Wilvert was also my supervising teacher for student teaching. I loved her philosophy about testing: it was pretty simple she said that that the purpose of testing was not to find out what the students did not know but to find out what they did know. She emphasized that as teachers we should guide them to fill in the gap and build on what they knew. This not only helped me in the classroom, it carried over directly into my coaching. It was so much easier to teach and motivate when I started them on tasks that they could do. She was a very smart lady; I can still hear that southern drawl in my mind. As part of the coaching minor there were some outstanding classes and professors: Foundations of Coaching was by taught by Dr Art Gallon. He had been the basketball coach at UCSB and at one time had been an assistant to legendary basketball coach Pete Newell. He had a wealth of experience. Very much the wise man, a yoda like individual, He started each class with what he called platitude preachments. These were aphorisms that he used to set the theme for the day. One that sticks in my mind today and is particularly appropriate in today’s world of hype and marketing was” Beware of false prophets bearing gifts". Foundations of Conditioning taught by Sherm Button. Coach Button was new to UCSB that year, he had been a high school track coach and teacher in Portland Oregon. What a class! You name it about conditioning the athlete, we learned it in that class. Our assignment was to prepare a year long training program for our sport. I poured my heart and soul into it, my program ended up over 100 pages long. ( I still have it in a file somewhere today) I realize that this assignment started me on a path to recording and writing out everything I did, a process I continue to this day it. It taught me about the necessity of planning and integrating all components of athlete fitness to make the complete athlete (Sound familiar?). We were also required to take an athletic training class. The class was taught by Harry Callahan, the head athletic trainer. Harry introduced us to ice, cryotherapy, a whole new concept in 1969, everything up to then was heat, hot whirlpools and hot packs. What a difference that made with my athletes. I learned how to tape, an invaluable skill that came in handy over the years. The skills I learned in this class helped me keep my athletes healthy, we did not have athletic trainers in the schools in California, coaches had to take care of their own athlete’s injuries. Also had class in Sport Psychology taught by Dr. Bill Hammer. The textbook was Problem Athlete’s and How to Handle Them by Tutko and Ogilvie. That class was an insight into a dimension of performance that was unexplored at the time. Sport psych was a new field at that time. In the spring of 1969 I did my student teaching and student coaching. I student taught modern US history to seniors at Santa Barbara high school. Some of the kids in the class were only three years younger than me, which made it interesting. In the afternoon I student coached track under head coach Bill Crow. What an experience. I coached the jumps (except for pole vault) and the shot put. On of my athletes, Sam Cunningham won the California Sate Championship in the shot put, a great tribute to Sam’s athletic ability, certainly not my coaching ability. Bill Crow taught me so much about leadership, organization, and motivation. He taught me how important it was to calm down (although it took me a long time to apply it). He taught me how important it was to be consistent in your approach, to be a rock, not all over the place. My plan worked, I got a job in the Santa Barbara Unified School District. I taught eighth grade US History and seventh grade World Geography at La Cumbre Junior high school. I was in the chips now; my starting salary was $7,600. I was single and lived with my parents to save money. With my first paycheck I bought a Kodak M95 projector (It had the ability to reverse – it was state of the art at the time) so that I could watch Super 8 films. It cost $495.00, with my next paycheck I bought a Super 8 camera and I was on my way. I coached cross and track and trained for the decathlon. My first year teaching I taught in the classroom, and the next three years I taught a combination of history and physical education. I also coached one season of football and basketball during that time. After my first eyar teaching I got married and I am still married to the same women forty years later. She is a saint to have put up with all my craziness! I was driven, actually borderline obsessed. My goal was to be a college coach. I also set a goal of scoring 6,000 points in the decathlon (nothing special, but for someone who did not compete in collegiate track it was reasonable). My typical day was a twenty-minute training session before teaching my first period class. Usually rope climb and some gymnastics. Second period, my free period, I did hill sprints. Between classes I had 15 minutes so I used that time to work on my throws. One break would be for shot put, the next for discus and the next for javelin. At lunchtime I looked at films of the events with the kids. After school I coached. When I was done coaching I drove out to UCSB, usually around 4:30 and trained for about 90 minutes, I did one field event, some hurdle work everyday and running. A couple of days a week I lifted weights after dinner. It was crazy, but I was young and driven to achieve my goals. Now looking back on this I don't know if I would have or could have done it any differently. I learned you could make big improvements with small concentrated and focused periods of training, a concept I still employ today. I did not achieve my goal of 6,00 points, I scored 5984 points in 1972, but I did achieve my goal of being a college coach. Looking back I never allowed myself to get comfortable, in the process I made people around me uncomfortable with my intensity and drive. I think I could have tempered this a bit and still achieved my goals. I probably still have not learned this lesson well. In my next few post I am going to highlight a few events and people who helped me on my journey of learning.
Fresno State Spring Semester 68 In the fall I completed all the classes for my major – Social Science with an emphasis in Latin American history so in the spring I turned my attention to my minor in Physical Education. I had decided I wanted to coach and teach, but I was still a little unsure what I was going to coach. I was thinking about basketball, but when I went to the first Fresno Sate Track and Field Clinic that January and heard Bill Bowerman (University of Oregon) and Ken Shannon (Assistant coach at UCLA) speak, I decided to coach track and I have never looked back. It was a great choice. After my football expereince where coaching decisions were at best subjective, the objectivity of track and field appealed to me. If I ran faster, jumped higher or threw farther I was better, no arguments. That also made coaching more interesting, I could accurately measure my performance based on my athlete’s performance, no BS, no politics. If I did a good job they would get better, that appealed to me. I loaded up on theory classes. Except they were not theory classes, we learned how to coach, we had to show proficiencies in skills and the ability to teach the skills how organize and run a practice. Theory of Football taught by Daryl Rogers, head football coach. What I remember most about this class was guest speaker who was an assistant coach for the Green Bay Packers. It was the first time I heard the term “speed of the game.” He talked about how much faster the game was played at the pro level. It took me a long time to understand it, but his ideas stuck with me. Theory of Basketball taught by head basketball coach Ed Gregory. This was an amazing class. We had to compile a complete playbook, offense and defense including progressions and drills. We had to scout both a high school and a college game and compile a complete scouting report. Coach Gregory went onto be a scout in the NBA for many years. I saw him at the NBA pre-draft camp in 1987 and thanked him for the great class. This class really opened up my eyes about the importance of being systematic in your approach and the importance of organization and attention to detail. It reinforced what I had seen in high school with Mr. Kuehl, now I knew more of the why. Theory of Track and Field, taught by assistant track coach Red Estes. This was one of the best classes I ever had. We had to learn each event and were graded on our proficiency in each event. We had to compile a notebook on training that I still have today. Red turned me onto coaching; he encouraged me to try the decathlon to learn to be a better coach. The text for the class was Ken Doherty’s classic Modern Track & Field, a great book that is a must read for coaches today. Track & Field Officiating Taught by head coach Dutch Warmerdam. Dutch was the first man to clear 15’ in the pole vault and one of the greatest athlete’s of his era. We learned to drag, water, and line a track. We leaned all the rules. We had to officiate at meets. One of those meets was the West Coast Relays held in Fresno at Radcliffe Stadium the first weekend in May. That meet in 1968 was unreal, getting the opportunity to be on the field, listen to the coaches, watch the athletes warm-up and see the great competition up close was inspirational and confirmed that coaching track was the correct choice. I graduated that June and headed back home to Santa Barbara. In California to get your teaching credential you have go a fifth year, so I decided to go to University of California, Santa Barbara. My plan was that if I went back home and did my practice teaching there I would have a better chance of getting a job there. That summer I started my immersion in track & field. I introduced myself to Sam Adams the track & field coach at UCSB, he encouraged me in my training for the decathlon. At age twenty-one I had it all figured out, or so I thought and I was home.
Fresno State Fall 1967- 68 On Saturday night I was starting at guard for our first game of the season versus Santa Clara. On Monday I quite football, I was tired of getting yelled at and beat up physically, I saw no future there. By Thursday I was working in the afternoons after class (1:00 to 5:00) in the Ag unit. Ag as in agricultural, Fresno State was and is a big agricultural school located in the heart of California’s central valley, one of the richest agricultural regions of the world. One of my friends worked there, they hired students to help. So he got me a job, it paid $1.45 an hour, good money in 1968. This got me quickly back in touch with reality. First day they put in the top of the barn to stack hay bales, must have been 120 degrees! My job was to take the hay bales off the conveyor and stack them. One bale came off the conveyor every minute, no let up. You wore a long sleeve shirt so your arms would not get scratched up and leather chaps to protect you legs from betting cut up. They knew I had just played football so they wanted to test me, actually to break me. They didn’t, I needed the money! The lesson learned here, study hard; you don’t want to do this the rest of your life. Second lesson – Wherever you go you have to prove yourself and earn respect. They did not care what I had done before; I had to show those guys that I could do the work. Third lesson – Use your legs, those bales get awfully heavy after an hour or so. Fourth lesson – Weight training did not get me ready for this, an early lesson in functional strength.
In the next few posts I am going to share with you the people, events and even places that taught me about coaching and inspired me to coach. My first major influence came fairly early, his name was Charles Kuehl, my high school basketball coach and history teacher. As I look back through the prism of time I realize how much he taught me about discipline, drive, determination, organization and most importantly coaching as teaching. As a thirteen-year old ninth grader my first contact with him was in the classroom. He taught a class one day a week to all the ninth graders that lasted all semester. It was a class in how to write a term paper. We picked a historical topic and the each week learned the process of writing a term paper step by step. Each week we had specific assignments that culminated in a final ten-page paper at the end of the semester. You name it, we learned it, he was exact in what was expected, detailed, demanding, very clear on how things were to be done – a portent of things to come two years later on the basketball court. My topic was D-Day – June 6, 1944. All I remember is being totally intimidated by him. Picture this, he was maybe 5”5” tall and bald but he was scary. I struggled mightily with the paper, but somehow I pulled it together to get a C (Only later did I learn that Mr. Kuehl has been a fighter pilot during the Normandy invasion). I learned a ton, learned how to take notes in a format I still use today when I write, compile a bibliography, format footnotes, all the things necessary to organize and communicate in writing. The rest of my freshman year and my sophomore year I had little contact with him. I grew eight inches my freshman year and turned my attention to football, with the goal to play college football, but I loved basketball. I spent every spare moment playing basketball on the playground against older, physically bigger and tougher adult players. No rules and no holds barred, just put the ball in the hoop or stop your man. No skill aside from shooting, it was more like wresting at times. So with this “street ball” background I went out for varsity basketball my junior year. Somehow I made the team as the last player. So now I run smack into Mr. Kuehl at his finest, he is demanding, more demanding than he ever was in the classroom. I was cocky, I thought I could play basketball because I had survived on the playground against some ex marines and a couple of ex cons, but this was nothing like that. I had to concentrate. I had to learn plays. I had be part of a team. I had to play real defense. I had to catch the ball and learn to keep my pivot foot. I had to do things precisely the way he wanted the game to be played. It was fundamental and no much fun for me, but I listened (begrudgingly) and I got better. The things that he was teaching were working. I worked my way up to second-string center and then I caught a break. The first string center 6’4” around 220 pounds, a big guy in 1963, was kicked off the team for drinking. I got to start the rest of the season. I was named most improved player and in many ways I never looked back. That summer we practiced two evenings a week and played in the first organized summer league ever in Santa Barbara. We got to play the big schools, the public schools; it was chance for a small Catholic school to measure ourselves against tougher competition. We held our own. Mr. Kuehl kept teaching and we knew we were going to better our senior year. As a senior I was a starter, but still a little too cocky and in my own way a bit of rebel. We did not have many rules and the rules we had were very simple. One basic rule was that on game days we were required to go to morning mass as a team. I thought that was stupid, I wanted to sleep in, so after a couple of games I decided to sleep in and miss mass. I showed up to school, nothing was said, went through pre-game warm-up, still nothing was said. We go back into he locker and Mr. Kuehl read out the starting line-up and I was not starting. I was hot, how could he do this to me. I did not play! Still nothing was said. Next day at lunch I went to the student store to buy a pencil (Mr. Kuehl ran the student store). I paid for my pencil then he asked me a simple question. He asked me if I wanted to play? I said yes, of course. He then told me it was simple; go to mass like everyone else and I would play. Needless to say from then on I was the first one at mass. As look back on those two years I realize how profound an influence he had on my development as a person and an athlete, but most importantly he inspired me to coach. He encouraged me to come back during the summer when I was in college to help him coach. That ignited the spark. It was because of him I became a history teacher and a coach. I realize now some 48 years later that he instilled in me one of my core beliefs as coach. That is it is always about choices. He taught me that by never raising his voice or calling me out when I missed mass, I had made a choice and I paid the consequences. Thanks Mr. Kuehl you were a great man, teacher and coach.
It is not where your start that counts, it is where you finish. That cliché’ underscores the need for progression. There is a mistaken notion that everyone needs to start at step one in a progression. That is a mistake I have made and see people to continue to make. You need to determine where the individual athlete starts based on their ability and their physical competency. Some will have to start at step one and others can start at step four on a ten-step progression. That being said everyone does not and cannot progress at the same rate. There are fast adaptors and slow adaptors as well as fast learners and slow learners. The differing pace of progression is easy to accommodate in an individual sport but that presents a dilemma in a team sport. The most efficient way to handle this in a team setting is to group by level of accomplishment in regard the progress on the skill or activity. After you have determined the steps in the progression the most important task is to determine the criteria for progression. What criteria determine mastery of the present step? The criteria should be both measurable and observable. It is important to have a clear picture of the desired goal at the culmination of the progression. The athlete must also have a clear vision of this goal so that they can understand the need for mastery of the steps toward that goal. As a coach I probably spend more planning and preparation time thinking through progressions and devising the criteria for mastery than I do on any other area. Sometimes I question the necessity of this time commitment and the intellectual investment, but then I remind myself of the consequences of not doing this. Failure to understand and apply proper progression can have dire consequences both in terms of poor performance and as a cause of injury.
The big “P” is PROGRESSION. Everyone gives it lip service, but do we really understand and apply this key principle of training? My experience is that perhaps the most often violated & most misunderstood training principle is PROGRESSION. What are your progressions? You simply don't progress to next stage until mastery of present stage is achieved. You must methodically proceed step by step. It takes both time & timing. Stop and take a long hard look at your progressions. Lack of progression or improper progression is the source of many training errors and the genesis of many injuries.
Raise the bar; don’t be limited by a bar. Don’t lock yourself in; don’t think weight training, rather think conceptually as resistance training or strength training. Olympic lifting, power Lifting and bodybuilding are all methods of strength training as well competitive sports. This is not a diatribe against lifting; rather it is a plea to be sensible in your approach to strength training. To be a complete athlete you must have strength that meets the demands of your sport. So choose the mode of strength training that is appropriate for your personal needs. By mode I mean a bar, dumbbell, kettlebell, sandbag, stretch cord, pulley machine, medicine ball etc. Be sure that your athletes can handle bodyweight against gravity before you go to external means of resistance. Don’t be in a hurry, build progressively and teach good pulling technique, squatting technique and pushing technique, but don’t lock yourself into a bar to do this. Be creative and intelligent in choosing the mode. It is very effective and much less intimidating to teach pulling with a dumbbell or a sandbag. Make the mode of training fit the athlete; don’t make the athlete fit the mode. Remember the goal is to the get the athlete appropriately strong for their sport in order to enhance performance and prevent injury. Keep it simple and basic. If you are working with younger, developing athletes remember they have a giant window of adaptation, take advantage of that, but don’t load excessively without proper progression.
Yes that Tina Fey, the Tina Fey of Saturday Night Live fame, I will look anywhere for coaching advice and some times you find where least expect it. I was reading an article she wrote in the March 14 issue of New Yorker called “Lessons From Late Night.” Here are her thoughts in italics and my coaching interpretations following: “The show doesn’t go on because it’s ready; it goes on because it’s eleven- thirty.” Coaching lesson here, if you wait until you are 100% ready you will never compete. You have put your ass on the line. Test yourself, the competition/game/match is going to take place, get in the arena and compete. “You can’t be that kid standing at the top of the waterslide, overthinking it. You have to go down the chute (and I’m from a generation in which a lot of people died on waterslides, so this was an important lesson to learn.) You have to let people see what you wrote. It will never be perfect, but perfect is overrated. Perfect is boring on live television.” Get going, click off the conscious mind, be confident in your preparation, and go for it. Perfection is something to strive for, but seldom achieved. Everyone has doubts, but you have to get in the game and get after it.