Tigerland 1968-1969, a city divided, a nation torn apart, and a magical season of healing

Wil Haygood

Book - 2018

"From the author of the best-selling The Butler--an emotional, inspiring story of two teams from a poor, black, segregated high school in Ohio, who, in the midst of the racial turbulence of 1968/1969, win the Ohio state baseball and basketball championships in the same year. 1968 and 1969: Martin Luther King Jr. and Bobby Kennedy are assassinated. Race relations are frayed like never before. Cities are aflame as demonstrations and riots proliferate. But in Columbus, Ohio, the Tigers of segregated East High School win the baseball and basketball championships, defeating bigger, richer, whiter teams across the state. Now, Wil Haygood gives us a spirited and stirring account of this improbable triumph and takes us deep into the personal l...ives of these local heroes: Robert Wright, power forward, whose father was a murderer; Kenny Mizelle, the Tigers' second baseman, who grew up under the false impression that his father had died; Eddie 'Rat' Ratleff, the star of both teams, who would play for the 1972 U.S. Olympic basketball team. We meet Jack Gibbs, the first black principal at East High; Bob Hart, the white basketball coach, determined to fight against the injustices he saw inflicting his team; the hometown fans who followed the Tigers to stadiums across the state. And, just as important, Haygood puts the Tigers' story in the context of the racially charged late 1960s. The result is both an inspiring sports story and a singularly illuminating social history"--

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New York : Alfred A. Knopf 2018.
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English
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Wil Haygood (author)
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First edition
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viii, 420 pages : illustrations ; 25 cm
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Includes bibliographical references and index.
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9781524731861
  • Prologue: 1968, Reverend King passed this way
  • Down to the river
  • Eddie Rat meets the Afro-wearing Bo-Pete
  • The house that Jack built
  • Momentum
  • Keeping food in the pantry
  • So many dreams in the segregated city
  • Panthers and Tigers, oh my
  • The church where Martin Luther King Jr. preached
  • St. John Arena
  • The ballad of Jackie Robinson
  • Twilight at Harley Field
  • Robert Duncan and Richard Nixon's America
  • The catcher in the storm
  • Ghosts of the blue birds
  • Off into the world
  • Blood in Ohio
  • Sins laid bare
  • Epilogue: Still standing.
Review by Choice Review

During the 1968--69 school year, East High School in still de facto segregated Columbus, Ohio, saw its vaunted boys basketball team and underdog baseball teams win state championships. In a deeply racially divided, underfunded urban community still reeling from the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr., these young men provided a measure of hope. Haygood, a journalist, captures the national, state, and local contexts within which the Tigers' sports seasons played out; he also focuses closely, studying the players' experiences on a nearly game-by-game basis. It is, of course, debatable how much one high school and two teams truly can heal a community, but there is little doubt that the East High School Tigers were a team of their era, embodying its fears and disappointments and its hopes, dreams, and successes. Haygood interviewed many surviving members of the teams and their classmates, coaches, and fans and dived into primary sources, such as archives and myriad newspapers, including the black press. He weaves the multiple historical strands together in a vibrant book that captures the era of the late-1960s in a northern city and the galvanizing effect of young athletes and their achievements. Summing Up: Highly recommended. All readers. --Derek Charles Catsam, University of Texas of the Permian Basin

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Review by New York Times Review

A "SLASH" PLAYER in football is one who excels at more than one position, an evolution of the "triple-threat" player of old. Books about sports have also evolved over time to include both sports-only works - Jack Nicklaus's "Golf My Way" for instance - and "slash" works, ones that straddle genres: sports/history, as opposed to merely sports history. Nonslash sports books can be terrific. 1 learned to be the best golfer 1 could be (still not a very good one) by attempting to channel Nicklaus's lessons, and there's much to admire in players who do one thing really well, for example, run over people â la Earl Campbell. But generally when 1 stretch out on the couch with a sports book - or any book, really - 1 want it to also stretch my mind, to both overpower and reverse field, to ace and wrong-foot. The five books below all have that aim and some succeed beautifully. IN THE LAST TEMPTATION OF RICK PITINO: A Story of Corruption, Scandal, and the Big Business of College Basketball (Penguin Press, $27), Michael Sokolove, a contributing writer for The New York Times Magazine (where an excerpt of the book first appeared), tells a tale as fresh as the headlines about corruption and salaciousness in college sports. The rot starts from the ground - that is, on the feet of the athletes and the shoe companies that seek to influence them, Adidas in this case. The portentous title's nod to "The Last Temptation of Christ" notwithstanding, the book initially strikes an Old Testament note of Babylonian excess as the University of Louisville built lavish sports facilities under its athletic director, Tom Jurich, to "monetize basketball better than any other university in America." Some considered Jurich a bully, but Sokolove writes that at "the very least, he was a bulldozer, a determined and relentless builder - the Robert Moses of college sport." His glittering football and basketball stadiums, natatorium, field hockey complex and other athletic amenities impressed and attracted Louisville's moneyed class and helped the university shed its commuter-school stigma. Sitting atop the basketball throne was the Hall of Lame coach Rick Pitino, whom Jurich lured to Louisville to lead the school back to its glory years of the early to mid-1980s under Denny Crum. Sokolove succinctly summarizes Pitino's 16-year reign, which included two embarrassing scandals that likely would have ended the career of a lesser coach - a one-night stand with a woman who eventually extorted him and "Strippergate," where women were hired to entice recruits to the school with "sex parties." Pitino denied any knowledge of the parties; what tripped him (and Jurich) up, in the end, causing them to lose their positions, were the loose shoelaces and looser lips of Adidas representatives. The story becomes not so much a tale of hubris on the parts of Jurich and Pitino - though neither did a lot to help his own cause - as one of corruption bubbling up from below. One veteran assistant coach says, "The shoe companies are recruiting kids just like the college programs are, but they're in there first. That's the underbelly of this thing_ft's really a hunting ground - a hunting ground for street agents and leeches." Sokolove lays out the ecosystem - from Pitino (making $7.8 million in 2016-17) down to the players (officially making nada) - in prose that's clear and brisk. He follows and explains the LB.I. case that starts with a probe into the misdealings of a financial adviser to professional athletes and then ropes in shoe company representatives, players' parents and hangers-on. Sokolove reports in depth on the courting of Brian Bowen Jr., an elite high school player who committed to Louisville, seemingly without knowledge of the machinations at work to land him there. In a trial at the end of October (after the book was published), three men with ties to Adidas were convicted of wire fraud. As Sokolove readily admits, this kind of underthe-table dealing is no surprise to anyone in big-time college sports, but the involvement of the RB.I. in pursuing criminal charges and potential prison time (rather than simply the threat of N.C.A.A. sanctions) ratchets up the consequences of the sub rosa system. Pile this book under sports/explanatory journalism. Adidas also makes a surprising appearance in the autobiography TIGERBELLE: The Wyomia Tyus Story (Edge of Sports, $27.95). As far back as 1961, when the great sprinter, an eventual Olympic gold medalist, was 16 and just beginning her career, the shoe companies were competing for bigname athletes. Her coach at Tennessee State, Ed Temple, was savvy enough to game the system for his program, the Tigerbelles. "When Adidas was giving shoes to a Tigerbelle who, for example, made the 1960 Olympic team," Tyus writes, "that person wore five different sizes of shoe, according to Mr. Temple's order. That way everybody could get shoes when they were ready for them." He doled out his stockpile of the ultralight Adidas (at that time made of kangaroo leather) to the fastest runners as prizes for performance, while the slower runners were forced to wear the "heavy, heavy" Spaldings. fn this collaboration with Elizabeth Terzakis published by Dave Zirin's Edge of Sports imprint ("articulation of the daily collision between sports and politics"), Tyus proves as winning a storyteller as she was a runner. Shy to the point of near silence in her youth, she recounts her childhood on a dairy farm in Georgia with straightforward, lyric love: "We made piecework quilts, and Mama made blouses for me and my girl cousins and shirts for my brothers and boy cousins out of the feed and flour sacks we got from the dairy. She was that type of person, always busy making something good out of what seemed like nothing much." Devoted to her father and competitive with her three brothers, Tyus eventually traded piecework for sports and the outdoors, turning her dolls into makeshift footballs and developing a warrior mentality ("They could knock me down 20 times, and I'd be back up fighting"). She acknowledges that she was somewhat shielded from the dangers of the Jim Crow South by her parents' desire to create a "safe haven" for their children, and the examples of the close-knit black community's support for her talent are touching. An envelope (a photograph of it is in the book) was passed around her high school for contributions and $23 was collected - "three dollars came from Room 8-B, which was my homeroom" - toward a summer session with Temple at Tennessee State in Nashville. The first person to win back-to-back 100-meter Olympic gold medals (in 1964 and 1968), Tyus and her achievements were overshadowed by the limited regard and publicity for female track athletes at the time and by the attention focused on the medal-stand, black-gloved protest of her fellow American sprinters Tommie Smith and John Carlos in Mexico City in 1968. Her perspective on the protest, from a trackside seat with the other athletes, adds immediacy and drama to a nowiconic scene. "That was one of my first thoughts," she recalls. "I hope nobody hurts them. I wanted to get out of the stadium before something happened." Reading that, we're reminded of the danger and violence of that time and the fact that the consequences of the protest could have been tragic. Tyus declared her solidarity through her own protest, wearing black shorts for the anchor leg of the 4x100 relay. The team set a world record. The last chapters of the book are devoted to examining the current state of civil rights and equal rights for women (athletes and nonathletes) and African-Americans. Tyus is both optimist and realist: "I am thinking that things will change, but they will change so slowly that I won't be around to really appreciate it." I also learned in the book that the "a" in Wyomia is silent, but thankfully, the woman who owns that name is not. The desire to tell a sports story set amid the roiling politics and social upheaval of 1968 and thus illuminate the era makes up the meat of at least two new books by acclaimed authors, Wil Haygood's TIGERLAND, 1968-1969: A City Divided, a Nation Torn Apart, and a Magical Season of Healing ( Knopf, $27.95) and George Howe Colt's THE GAME: Harvard, Yale, and America in 1968 (Scribner, $28). Haygood is the author of biographies of Adam Clayton Powell Jr. and Sugar Ray Robinson, among others, and Colt's "The Big House: A Century in the Life of an American Summer Home" was a National Book Award finalist. Haygood recreates the basketball and baseball seasons of East High School in Columbus, Ohio, during the 1968-69 school year. Like almost every other city in America at that time, Columbus was struggling with the legacy of systemic racism, including school and neighborhood segregation, economic immobility for black citizens and social stereotyping; and Haygood knows the landscape of this Columbus well. "The main record stores in the city that sold black music were the Miami Record Shop, on Miami Avenue, and Early's Record Shop, on Mount Vernon Avenue, both within walking distance of East High," he writes in a section about East students' musical tastes. His forays into the minutiae of life in Columbus give the book depth and texture. But Haygood's admirable goal is to tell an uplifting story during a time of turmoil by drawing detailed portraits of the extraordinary people in "ordinary" positions, like the East High principal, Jack Gibbs, and the basketball coach, Bob Hart. Gibbs, in particular, who grew up in poverty in Harlan, Ky., emerges as a man of great integrity and character, if sometimes stodgy and dogmatic. He'd buttonhole businessmen on Mount Vernon Avenue to support not just the sports teams but the quiz-bowl squad; he'd announce impromptu dances to raise morale. If students occasionally referred to him as an Uncle Tom, because he was "full of confidence in himself and his mission, the slur simply sailed by his ears." For all the book's rich detail about the city and the school and its championship basketball and baseball teams, Haygood fails to deliver on the promise of a coherent narrative that interweaves seminal historical events - like the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr. - with the fortunes of the school's sports teams. A 29-page chapter on Jackie Robinson seems unnecessarily long and maybe unnecessary. His descriptions of the games themselves often devolve into cliché (baseball players repeatedly "smack" hits and teams are "not to be denied"). Haygood's narrative strategy of indirect discourse, appending a single and often bland direct quotation to a description by the author, undermines the potential for the reader to hear the voices of the book's characters. This approach proves, at the very least, distancing, unfortunately defeating one of Haygood's noble stated aims of covering a year in a city not in the headlines of the civil rights movement: "What the whole of America so often missed was the quiet tapestry of the movement, continuously alive in the conversations of black men." Colt's book more successfully blends the tenor of the times into the narrative of the two elite universities as they march toward their end-of-season football showdown in 1968. In the early chapters, he paints detailed portraits of the schools through selected players and their backgrounds and personalities while judiciously panning out at times to survey the country at large. We learn that Rick Berne, a 230-pound tackle for Harvard who "was brash and boisterous, a smart aleck with an assertive bass voice who loved nothing more than a Saturday night at the Pi Eta, a frat-like club frequented by athletes," also had a "deep conviction that the Vietnam War was morally and politically wrong"; he attended meetings of the radical student group S.D.S. and a poetry reading by Allen Ginsberg. The free-spirit streak on the football team was exemplified by the Friday ritual of the scout team, composed of secondând third-stringers, which would run a complicated play backward, as if the coach, John Yovicsin, were reversing the game film to make a point. Yale's team was led by Coach Carm Cozza, who had a knack for attracting players who could have earned scholarships from much higher-profile football schools. In 1968 his quarterback was Brian Dowling, who had turned down the likes of Southern California to suit up for the Bulldogs. Dowling's casual excellence on the field and phlegmatic personality ("he'd hand the ball to the referee after scoring as matter-of-factly as if he were returning a book to the library") earned him the simple nickname "God" and a role as "B.D." in the Yale Daily News comic strip drawn by the undergrad Garry Trudeau. Compared with Harvard's, Yale's student body was less engaged in the politics of the day - the school's own S.D.S. chapter, the Yale Alumni Magazine reported at the time, was "singularly dormant" - but dedicated antiwar leaders like William Sloane Coffin, the school chaplain, were influencing players like Calvin Hill, the team's talented running back. As the epic game approaches, the reader has come to know and be invested in so many players from both sides that one wishes there would be no winner. It's no spoiler - if you simply look at the book's cover image - to reveal that's exactly what happened. The slashingest book covered here is Jeff Pearlman's FOOTBALL FOR A BUCK: The Crazy Rise and Crazier Demise of the USFL (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, $28). It fully earns its label Of sports/humor/business/law/current events. Pearlman's enthusiasm for his subject is infectious and dates to the 1983 inaugural season of the United States Football League, a start-up spring professional league, featuring a team from his own home state of New Jersey, the Generals, owned by one Donald J. Trump. Pearlman was not quite 11 at the time. Thirty-five years later, he has channeled his youthful affection into a raucous, well-reported, supremely entertaining ripsaw of a story. Pearlman disputes the conventional wisdom that the U.S.F.L. failed because it was a bad idea. In fact, he asserts, "the idea was a great one." Teams would capitalize on the college allegiances of fans by stocking franchises with players from schools in the region, playing at a time of year when other sports leagues were coasting through their regular seasons. Furthermore, quoting from Jim Byrne's 1986 book "The $1 League: The Rise and Fall of the USFL," Pearlman notes that the teams "would operate under strict budgetary controls with a limitation on player salaries dictated by anticipated income from broadcast, attendance and marketing/licensing revenues." Throughout his own book, Pearlman provides evidence that suggests the league could have succeeded had it simply stuck to this plan, but a few millionaire owners, particularly Trump, nixed any attempts at collective benefit over time in favor of personal desires (surprise!), namely a move to the fall so the league could be absorbed by the N.F.L. Trump used both bullying and undermining means to engineer the move. John Bassett, the owner of the Tampa Bay Bandits, who (correctly) thought the idea meant the death of the league, eventually sent Trump a letter saying: "You are bigger, younger, and stronger than I, which means I'll have no regrets whatsoever punching you right in the mouth the next time an instance occurs where you personally scorn me, or anyone else, who does not happen to salute and dance to your tune." Among shady owners, however, Trump hardly stands out. Pearlman's account of a surreal scene involving Steve Young's signing by Bill Oldenburg, the owner of the Los Angeles Express, reads like a satirical one-act farce ("those who met him recalled a volatile, erratic, simple and clinically insane man"). Clinton Manges of the San Antonio Gunslingers was so cheap that the team's rickety bus had a broken gas gauge, requiring the driver to measure the amount of fuel by placing a stick down the tank. There are dozens of such horror stories here but equally many about the gratitude of marginal players for the opportunity to play professionally, the emergence of stars who wouldn't have met the N.F.L.'s physical algorithm (like the future All-Pro linebacker Sam Mills) and the freewheeling atmosphere that endeared the league to owners, players and fans alike. Pearlman reminds us of the highprofile players who began there (Herschel Walker, Jim Kelly) and the innovations the league encouraged (like the Houston Gamblers' high-powered run-and-shoot offense). If few were in the stands as witnesses, then so be it. As the Philadelphia Stars coach Jim Mora said at a Stars reunion decades later, "It's not about the game. It's about the ride." JAY JENNINGS is the senior editor at Oxford American magazine and the author of "Carry the Rock: Race, Football and the Soul of an American City."

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Review by Booklist Review

*Starred Review* The city is Columbus, Ohio; its Tigers are the phenomenally talented and determined basketball and baseball teams at East High School, and the magic happens during the traumatic and tragic events of 1968 and 1969. In spite of official desegregation, East High's students were all African American, and its resources severely limited; yet it was rich in talent and spirit, from exceptionally gifted athletes to the heroically devoted and innovative principal, Jack Gibbs, also African American. Columbus is the hometown of journalist, Guggenheim fellow, and acclaimed author Haygood (Showdown: Thurgood Marshall and the Supreme Court Nomination That Changed America, 2015), and he is in the zone as he portrays in striking and thoughtful detail team members, many the sons of domestic workers, and their coaches and supporters in this dynamic, multidimensional, and heart-revving inquiry into how two ragtag teams managed to win two back-to-back state championships in basketball and baseball, displaying passionate teamwork that embodied the pride and protest of the black-power movement. As in all his avidly read books, Haygood sets the stories of fascinating individuals within the context of freshly reclaimed and vigorously recounted African American history as he masterfully brings a high school and its community to life. This laugh-and-cry tale of rollicking and wrenching drama set to the beat of thumping basketballs and the crack of baseball bats, fast breaks and cheerleaders' chants, is electric with tension and conviction, and incandescent with unity and hope.--Donna Seaman Copyright 2018 Booklist

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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review

High school teams bear the symbolic weight of the civil rights movement in this intense sports saga. Journalist Haygood (The Butler) follows the Tigers of East High, an all-black school in Columbus, Ohio, through state championship basketball and baseball seasons in the 1968-1969 school year. The Tigers were already a basketball powerhouse-they had won the previous year's championship-and most games were predictable blowouts of weaker teams; the baseball players, meanwhile, had an undistinguished regular season, but got lucky in the postseason. Haygood emphasizes racial context as the teams weather the de facto segregation of Columbus schools, encounter racial antagonism at road games in white areas, and start wearing afros; he sets the narrative against national racial tensions, Tiger families' experiences of poverty and the jim crow South, and accounts of historic civil rights episodes like the Emmett Till lynching and Jackie Robinson's career. Haygood strains for socio-historical import ("[a]nd so it would be-eleven months after the murder of Martin Luther King Jr.-the black kids from East High would be going to the state championship game") and overhypes a season that doesn't feel very significant. Nevertheless, Haygood is a passionate storyteller as he expertly captures this period of civil unrest in an American city. Photos. (Sept.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

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Review by Library Journal Review

The year 1968 was a turning point in American social history with the assassinations of Martin Luther King Jr. and Robert F. Kennedy Jr., the war continuing to rage in Vietnam, and Nixon's southern strategy stoking racial tensions. All of these play a role in Haygood's (The Butler) unique look at an Ohio high school's grand achievement of state championships in both basketball and baseball on the 50th anniversary. Columbus, OH, where East High School stood, was a severely segregated city in 1968. Haygood weaves the political and cultural events of the Sixties as he describes the rise of a white basketball coach, Bob Hart, and his all-African American team straight to a state championship. The narrative also explores the achievements on the baseball diamond in the spring of 1969. Haygood's goal to connect the local stories of Columbus to the wider national conversation on racial integration is successful and illuminating. VERDICT Readers of sports and American history as well as fans of Alejandro Danois's The Boys of Dunbar will find plenty of in-game action as well as historical perspective to cherish.-Keith Klang, Port -Washington P.L., NY © Copyright 2018. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

During the 1968-1969 school year, an all-black high school soared to win Ohio's basketball and baseball championships.Journalist Haygood (Media, Journalism, and Film/Miami Univ.; The Haygoods of Columbus: A Love Story, 2016, etc.), a Guggenheim and National Endowment for the Humanities Fellow, tells a story of perseverance, courage, and breathtaking talent as he recounts, in vibrant detail, the achievements of the Tigers, a basketball and baseball team at Columbus, Ohio's inner-city East High School. Drawing on interviews with the athletes and their families, coaches, and teachers as well as published and archival sources, the author creates moving portraits of the teenagers and their undaunted coaches and supporters. "Black boys in a white world," the students lived on the blighted side of town and had always attended underfunded schools; many had mothers who cleaned houses for wealthy whites. But they were uniquely, impressively talented athletes, and sports was a means of proving their worth. The Tigers could not have achieved their success without the help of two dedicated coaches: Bob Hart and Paul Pennell, both white, "big-hearted men who had a social conscience"; nor without the tireless and defiant efforts of Jack Gibbs, Columbus' first black high school principal, an astute networker who roused support from parents, business owners, and community leaders. Because the East Side had the city's highest crime rate, Gibbs made sure the students were kept too busy with school activities to get into mischief. East High "became part progressive laboratory, part military school, a place that had high expectations for student achievement." Haygood dramatically renders the heady excitement of each game, the tense moments of a close contest, and the exuberanttear-jerkingwins. The inspiring story of East High's championship becomes even more astonishing in the context of endemic racism, which the author closely examines, and "the turmoil of a nation at war and in the midst of unrest," roiled by the assassinations of Martin Luther King Jr. and Robert Kennedy.An engrossing tale of one shining moment in dark times. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

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Excerpted from Chapter Two: Ollie Mae Walker and her husband, Charles, arrived in Columbus in 1948. Like many others, they had had enough of the South. They came as yet one more black family clutching battered suitcases and boxes of clothes and moving to the Poindexter Village housing projects. Charles worked as a janitor. There were eight Walker children. One day Charles announced he was leaving, going back to Georgia. His wife and children assumed something was wrong on his side of the family, or there was some kind of family business he had to attend to. But he left and never returned. Ollie Mae had to raise the children all alone. She worked as a maid at the Jefferson Hotel downtown, and after her husband abandoned the family, she asked her supervisor if she could start doubling up on her shifts. He often would let her, so some days she worked sixteen hours. All she seemed to care about was keeping her family together, under one roof. When he was in the ninth grade at Champion Junior High, Larry Walker turned an ankle on the basketball court. The team trainer taped it and he returned to the court. But over the next few days the pain wouldn't go away. At the hospital, X-rays were ordered, and they showed a tumor. "My mother worried it might be cancer. She didn't know if they were going to cut a part of my leg off or what," Walker recalls. He went into the hospital for surgery, a bone marrow graft. The tumor was non-malignant, but he lay in the hospital for a week. The welfare agency picked up the entire hospital bill. Every day his mother, Ollie Mae, would come gliding through the doorway of his hospital room, sometimes straight from a double shift.  Hart also prided himself on his bench talent, players whom he could use to spell the starters and insert into a game in strategic situations. He chose some savvy juniors who would accept their role playing. Kenny Mizelle--the oldest of nine children--was a gritty kid who lived in the Bolivar Arms housing project. He was a deft passer with Houdini-like hands, and nearly as fast as Larry Walker. Larry Mann, a junior forward, was smart and slithery around the basket and had a good basketball mind. Hal Thomas made the team as a sophomore. Players who sat on Hart's bench were often asked why they didn't transfer to another school, with less fierce competition, where they might gain a starting position. And it came down to pride, to the old-fashioned joy--especially in the case of Robert Wright--of being on a team with a vaunted history, of playing and practicing alongside the likes of Nick Conner and Eddie Rat and now Bo-Pete Lamar. "We were precocious enough to understand who we were playing with," recalls Robert Wright. "We knew it would be an honor to practice with these cats every day." Wright's mother, Erma, was a domestic worker in the white suburb of Bexley. Sometimes she found herself on the same bus gliding down East Broad Street as teammate Kenny Mizelle's mother, Mildred "Duckie" Mizelle, two black maids on their way to clean houses. Erma's husband, Daniel, was a criminal and had spent time in the notorious Ohio State Penitentiary. "He told me he once killed a man," Robert recalls. Daniel died when Robert was twelve years old. As a young boy, he figured he needed an extracurricular hobby to latch on to. He found it in basketball. When he reached East High, Bob Hart grew fond of Wright's work habits and dependability. Still, when the school doors opened in the fall of 1968, Robert Wright, like many of the East High students, remained rattled over the King assassination. "We were, for the first time in our lives, frightened," he says of the entire East High student body. "We were used to white folks killing presidents. But Dr. King? We thought if they could kill King, they could kill any of us." Wright also felt the impact of the protests that had taken place at the Olympics in Mexico City. "We saw what was going on with John Carlos and Tommie Smith. We understood the only way to escape the neighborhood was to play basketball, and play it well." Wright also sensed a growing shift in sentiment among the student body: "We didn't look at King with the same reverence as with H. Rap Brown or Stokely Carmichael. You now had cheerleaders at East who wouldn't straighten their hair any longer," he says, referring to the growing numbers who preferred to wear Afros. So the Afros grew thicker, as did the inquiries about freedom and equal rights everywhere. It could be felt in the classrooms. Seniors at East had to take a course titled "Problems of Democracy." (Everyone referred to it as POD.) The textbook was thick, its contents all about the challenges of government and governmental institutions. But many of the students now wanted to know exactly who was going to solve the ongoing problems of democracy right out there on the streets of Columbus, Ohio, and in Chicago, and in Indianapolis, and in Los Angeles--in all those places where riots and urban rebellion had taken place, and were still taking place. The students started insisting on conversations with their teachers about current events, about race and inequality. "I felt like I wanted to go out in the streets and throw rocks," recalls David Reid. Reid, however, thought better: He was manager of the boys varsity basketball team. Sometimes Bob Hart wished he could whip that term paper out he had written back in college about the travails of black people, and the need for the nation to face its flaws and demons. But his power now lay in coaching a group of black kids in a tough neighborhood. His team assembled, and with a couple weeks of practice behind them, Hart scheduled a scrimmage with the East High Hi-Y team, those basketball players who had been deemed not good enough to make varsity. Because many of those players still nursed grudges about having been cut, Hart always relished the opportunity to show them the beauty of playing under control, with a ref's whistle--the game skills he demanded of his varsity players. Hart was playing coy with local reporters about announcing his starting lineup. His starting five would certainly come from among his top seven players. For the Hi-Y game he put a lineup of Conner, Hickman, Ratleff, Larry Walker, and newcomer Bo-Pete Lamar on the floor. The game was closed to the public. Some of the Hi-Y players were hyped up, figuring this would be a good time to show Hart he had made a mistake by cutting them. They were scrappy and fearless. As the game got under way, Hart could see it would take practice for Lamar to mesh with the rest of the players. There was the usual grunting and exhaustion, since the players from both teams were not yet in their best shape. But for all their prowess, Ratleff and Conner and Lamar and their teammates couldn't keep up with the Hi-Y team. The Hi-Y team was winning. Their players began wolf whistling, taunting the varsity players. Hart stopped the game and decided that at the end of every quarter the clock would be stopped. When each new quarter began, the game clock would start over, the score zero to zero. "The rules changed when we were losing," recalls varsity member Robert Wright. "They beat us," remembers varsity member Kenny Mizelle. "We were working on some things," Larry Walker says, going on to explain that correcting technique was more important to the team than a scrimmage that didn't count. The varsity players indeed brushed it all off, telling classmates the next day it was just a scrimmage, that they were not about to overly exert themselves and get hurt, especially against the Hi-Y team. They promised all who kept asking that they would be ready when the season opened. If there was a facet of the game in which Bob Hart wanted his current team to improve, it was long-range shooting. His teams had always been thought of as overdependent on inside caginess and muscle. At the beginning of the 1968 season, Hart brought Scott Guiler onto his staff as an unpaid volunteer coach. Guiler was in graduate school at Ohio State University, and he was a shooter. At Canal Winchester High School, an all-white school located east of Columbus in farm country, he had been one of the best high school shooters in the school's history. He possessed a picture-perfect jump shot. Were it not for a serious ankle injury in his senior year of high school, he would have gone on to play college basketball. Hart figured the jump shooters on his team--which mainly meant Bo-Pete Lamar--would benefit from just watching Guiler launch beautiful, high arching jump shots from all over the court. "Before practice," Guiler recalls, "I'd play three-on-three with the players--me, Nick, Rat, Hickman, Bo-Pete, Coach Pennell. I really enjoyed that." Bob Hart watched Guiler shoot and his Cheshire grin was hard to miss. ***   While he was sitting in a London prison awaiting extradition to America--and while the students of East High School in Columbus, Ohio, were demanding classroom time to discuss the King assassination--James Earl Ray was being hailed in some circles in America, namely by the Ku Klux Klan, and the Patriotic Legal Fund, the latter a crackpot mélange of undistinguished attorneys. Prison authorities at Wandsworth prison worried about Ray's mental state and were on guard for suicide attempts. None occurred. "He just hated black people," a prison guard who had befriended Ray would recall. "He said so on many occasions. He called them 'niggers.' In fact, he said he was going to Africa to shoot some more." Alexander Eist, the prison guard, concluded that Ray might be insane. "I can raise a lot of money, write books, go on television," Ray told him. "In parts of America, I'm a national hero." Back on American soil and in a heavily guarded cell in downtown Memphis, James Earl Ray confronted the overwhelming evidence against him. There was a good chance of a first-degree murder conviction, for which he might be executed in the electric chair. So Ray pleaded guilty in lieu of a jury trial and received a ninety-nine-year prison sentence. He soon told a feverish and fanciful story about the King killing to journalist William Bradford Huie, claiming that he had been a pawn in a conspiracy, that he personally didn't pull the trigger. Huie was the perfect vehicle for such a tale. In his reporting career, Huie had seesawed between itinerant magazine reporting and giving lectures. He was a hustler of words and stories and storytelling. In 1955 he had covered the trial of the white men in Mississippi who had murdered fifteen-year-old Emmett Till for whistling at a white woman. The all-white Mississippi jury quickly acquitted the men. Huie then paid them $4,000 to tell him of their guilt. The men, realizing they could not be charged twice, took the money, told Huie of their murderous deed, and Huie wrote his story, forever becoming identified with "checkbook journalism." Huie didn't seem to mind the stigma. He certainly knew how to track and follow a good, dramatic story. Huie had covered the trial concerning the murders of James Chaney, Andrew Goodman, and Michael Schwerner, civil rights workers who were cut down by police officers and rogue associates on the night of June 21, 1964, in rural Mississippi. The local court acquitted the men, but they were eventually sentenced to prison on federal charges. Huie wrote the story in Three Lives for Mississippi , a book about the murders. While covering the civil rights movement, Huie had met Martin Luther King Jr. He was able to engage King to write an introduction to an edition of Three Lives for Mississippi . King was enamored of Huie's interest in telling civil rights stories. Not long after that book's publication, Huie was interviewing King's assassin and writing a book about the murder. The King and James Earl Ray assassination story, in all its permutations, would appear in newspapers and magazines throughout the 1968-69 Tigers basketball team's season.         Excerpted from Tigerland: 1968-1969: a City Divided, a Nation Torn Apart, and a Magical Season of Healing by Wil Haygood All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.