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Kevin Cuneo Column: Rick Jeanneret honored, Gene Shue remembered, SeaWolves start the season and more
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Kevin Cuneo Column: Rick Jeanneret honored, Gene Shue remembered, SeaWolves start the season and more
Two legends of Indiana basketball enjoy their retirement in their Scottsdale, Arizona, art studio where they paint and shoot the breeze with visitors who remember their talents on the hardwood courts. I had the pleasure of meeting Tom and Dick Van Arsdale, two of my boyhood heroes. I had learned of their new passion, found the location of their shop and jumped at the chance to meet them. The identical twins, who turned 78 in February, graciously showed my wife and me around their small studio at 7077 E. Main St., in the heart of Old Town Scottsdale. One wall is adorned with Dickâs water ...
As a sort-of frustrated athlete, my father always wanted to own a football team. So, in 1974, when the NFL announced an expansion team would be added in Tampa Bay, my father put in a bid. However, the price to establish the franchise quickly rose above the limit my father had set for himself, and so he gave up his dream of ever owning an NFL team. Walking down the beach in Florida, he ran into Fred Zollner, owner of the Detroit Pistons. By the end of their stroll, my father had become the owner of the Detroit Pistons. I wonder how that worked out . . .
As a sort-of frustrated athlete, my father always wanted to own a football team. So, in 1974, when the NFL announced an expansion team would be added in Tampa Bay, my father put in a bid. However, the price to establish the franchise quickly rose above the limit my father had set for himself, and so he gave up his dream of ever owning an NFL team. Walking down the beach in Florida, he ran into Fred Zollner, owner of the Detroit Pistons. By the end of their stroll, my father had become the owner of the Detroit Pistons. I wonder how that worked out . . .