Undefeated-The Story of the GREATEST

Team I ever coached

Written by:Coach Todd O’Neal

UNDEFEATED

Many champion teams never win a championship. Wins and losses don’t define that kind of team because winning and losing is too small of a thing. What defines this type of team? Excellence: on and off the court. In my coaching career I have been fortunate to coach regional and state championships. I was blessed to coach one National Championship team, but there is one team in my memory that sticks out above them all. It was a start- up program after my National Championship season. I left Gabriel Christian Academy and came to a small private school in Savannah, GA. I went from having several great athletes and winning most of my games to a program that had never played one varsity basketball game.

As a coach I don’t think you can ever realize what is happening when it is happening. It’s only in hours of reflection later when you define what a champion is that you can look back and say that was a great team of champions. It is not because we won a championship, but because of the way we played together and what it meant to all of us. For great teams, the end always comes too soon. As we sat in the locker room after our last game, we hugged our lone senior and told him how much we loved him and also what he meant to us. The end came too soon. We wanted one more game to fight together. This group absolutely loved each other and they were CHAMPIONS.

I always do several weeks of basketball camps during the summer. My last one after my move to Savannah was with my new team. I was excited and ready to see the deck of cards that God gave me. While these guys were beginners at basketball they worked so hard during camp and they were so teachable. They wanted to learn. They were getting the basic fundamentals down. ALL of them had great attitudes. Now there was a job to be done bringing them together. The great thing about this team was we were young, the bad thing is we were very inexperienced. Their first season of varsity basketball made me understand how we had an extremely long way to go.

There are many characteristics of a CHAMPION team that I will go through:

1. Champion teams are all in This team did things they did not understand, but they trusted me and knew I was after only one thing- THEIR BEST. One hot day in the Savannah summer I had the team pushing my car in a parking lot. It was difficult. They persevered through the gritty task, but this made them strong in the upper and lower body and paid off the next season. Championship teams are not made in March, they are made in the summer. The winter always knows what the summer does.

Being all in means you trust the coach enough to give your best. These guys trusted me to have their best interest in mind and so they did their best in practices and games. I think this is the one characteristic that affects every other characteristic. If you aren’t all in then you won’t have trust. If you don’t have trust you won’t have a good attitude. If you don’t have a good attitude you won’t bring good effort. If you don’t have a good effort you can’t be a Champion team. Being ALL IN is the first requirement to greatness in anything that you do. Half of a heart leads to half of the efforts and nothing good has happens with half the effort.

2. Champion teams have great attitudes Never once did I hear anything negative from this team. If they ran, they encouraged. If someone made a mistake, they encouraged. When a teammate needed to be lifted up, they encouraged. Usually effort follows attitude.

3. Champion teams are made up of great efforts Something special can and will happen if the coach does not have to coach EFFORT. We went through an entire season and I did not have to redirect a player for not giving his all in practice one time. Our practices were grueling. Many drills challenged them mentally and physically. We did not do it one or two days a week; we did it every day. They pushed for their best and it responded every practice.

I believe in Coach John Wooden’s Pyramid of Success, At the top of the pyramid there is a block called Competitive Greatness. In this block it has a simple meaning. Performing at your best when your best is required. We sold our players on the fact that Excellence and Competitive Greatness go hand in hand and they are required on a daily basis. We felt Excellence is found in habits and the byproduct of habits produce favorable results. In the case with this team that concept rang true.

4. Champion teams NEVER ask for easy Let me tell you what the problem is for most teams. Every team wants the prize, but no team wants to pay the price. Well, very few teams do and very few teams obtain the prize at the end of the season. This team’s prize did not come at the end of the season. Their prize was the season.

Our champion team was willing to put in the work.

They were eager and willing to make the sacrifice. They were willing to get over the “me” virus and get to the best “we”. Champion teams don’t expect it to be easy and it isn’t. Some teams look at it and say why would we choose the hard way over the easy way? No one said being a Champion

team was easy. Our team did not want it to be easy. If it were easy then everyone would be doing it. If it weren’t difficult then every team would be a Champion Team, but the road to becoming a Champion team is very, very difficult. The journey is not supposed to be easy. Champion teams should not want it to be easy.

5. Champion teams have a dream, a mission, and a passion that is not easy to obtain Easy should not be in a Champion team’s vocabulary. It is a hard journey that will never be replicated by another team because it is only that one season. Anything of great value and meaning is not going to be easy and that is how building a Champion team is supposed to be.

6. Champion teams make it a labor of love Each practice was tough, but with this group I saw constant, daily improvement. It is amazing what a team can do with love. This team truly had a love of learning, a love of work, and a passionate love for God. Love in those three areas is a powerful force that can make the ordinary extraordinary. I am sure there were days they did not want to practice, but their love of each other and work led them through.

7. Champion teams view mistakes as opportunities to learn

That year we made many mistakes, but each game, each practice, each day we got better and improved. We weren’t a Champion team because we were a team, we learned to become this kind of team. The journey was filled with times when we had to learn the right thing to do. The journey was filled with many opportunities to get better and I can honestly say this team took advantage of almost every opportunity.

8. Champion teams serve each other and all those around them

To say I was proud of this team would be an understatement. This team overachieved in every way possible. That season they left a mark on all those who came to the games. People were amazed to see a team that

played with such passion. This group challenged themselves to be the very best they could be by doing the right thing. They did not compromise their principles, nor did they lower their standards. This team had the courage and commitment to do their absolute best and is now recognized as a Champion team. They believed in their best and they go to it, which is very hard to do.

9. The Champion team knows it can change things We didn’t practice so hard because it was fun and cute. We practiced so hard because we wanted to be the best possible team that we could be. I once read about Bob Knight’s team at Indiana that won a National Championship and had a perfect season. They were led by their guard, Quin Buckner, and he set the tone for practices and games. One practice Coach Knight told the team they were responsible for their own conditioning that practice. All the players got on the line and started to run as Knight walked out of the gym and went home. Some guys ran twenty minutes and went home. Some guys ran forty five minutes and stopped. Three or four guys went to one hour and thirty minutes, but one went until he passed out. He ran until there was nothing left. This player was Quinn Buckner and he showed Knight and the team that day he was ALL IN.

10.The Champion team is mentally and physically TOUGHThis team was as tough as they come. Character is not shown when your team is winning and everything is running smoothly. Character is shown when your team is getting smacked in the mouth and they are struggling. This team’s character was outstanding. Every time we lost on the scoreboard we learned. We did not lose a 4th quarter the entire season, and one of the reasons is because we were so physically tough. We were prepared and knew if it was close in the 4th we would win because we were in shape.

True Wins and True Losses

We had a player with that same mentality. He was a raw athlete when I started to coach him as a sophomore. He was the only guy on the team that could dribble up and down the court, although his left hand was shaky. Francis Langley was one of our main leaders. A player we counted heavily on every game. Francis would have to guard the other team’s best perimeter player. The other team would press us every game and Francis would have to be our primary ball handler and everything on our offense ran through him because he was our best offensive guard and we depended on him for leadership. It was a heavy load, but Francis was ALL IN and his leadership helped make us a Champion team. Francis was competitive and hated losing, but I would have to rein him in and tell him

“sometimes a win isn’t a win, and a loss isn’t a loss.” Our team got to the core of what a loss really is. A loss is not being on the wrong side of the scoreboard. There are too many variables that go into the score that the team cannot control.

We always said a loss is when the players play to the scoreboard and that determines the amount of effort they put it. We said a loss is when the players don’t play as a unit and refuse to give everything they have on that particular game. A loss is when the team refuses to learn what it needs to correct in order to win. A loss is quitting. A loss is an attitude that refuses to be taught. I can honestly say that season we were UNDEFEATED. I have never had a team respond in that fashion before or after, but they did it. They played without the option of defeat. That season we were able to define what a true loss looks like, on the same hand we were able to define what a true win looked like.

A true win is when all the players play for the right reasons and their heart beats as one unit. A true win is when a team has a collective pride and they are excited to score regardless of the player that landed the points. A true win is when the players sacrifice their body, their hearts,their dreams for the team willingly. That season I witnessed a group that gave up their bodies repeatedly on both ends of the court. Hundreds of times diving on loose balls or taking big charges during the games or practices. A true win is when you learn something and improve on a daily basis. The true winning team is a KAIZEN driven team. KAIZEN is a Japanese word for constant, daily improvement and that described our team perfectly. We improved with every practice and game that season and our players’ approach is what made it so special. A true win is when you look on the court and see five guys fighting for each other, encouraging one another, and lifting each other up to new heights. A true win is looking on the bench hearing the players yell encouragement, serving them water at time outs. Our bench was supportive every game to the physical point they would be sweating like the starters. They were engaged in the games mentally and

emotionally. It took every single player that season to become a Champion team and play an undefeated season.

THAT UNFORGETTABLE SEASON

Did I look at it that way when we were going through it? I tried, but when I lost the way, it was the players that got me back on track to see the vision again. This team was different. We did not lose one game that season and we did not lose one practice that season. I have never coached a team quite like this bunch of great guys.

That season is now stashed away on the hard drive of my memory. I bring it out often and talk about it to other teams I coach. Have I coached more talented teams? Of course. But as I always tell every team I coach, talent is not enough. Champion teams thrive off something else. Have I coached smarter teams? Yes. This team was a very inexperienced team and made some tough mistakes throughout the year. Have I coached a team that worked harder? No way, this team put on their hard hats every practice and got better. Have I coached a team that loved more? No way, this team had a special chemistry and bond that I feel will hold them together forever. They won’t forget the times they had with each other playing high

school basketball. I will think about this team and their legacy every so often and stay proud that I was able to be their coach.

Here is the important lesson about every season: you can’t go back and redo it. And yet seasons can feel like they will never end, but all of them do with only one region or state champion. This team did not win a region or state championship, but in order to be a champion team you do not need to win a championship.

That team holds a special place in my heart. We went from average to GREAT in one season because we got to our best in practice on a daily basis. We did it through an unselfish team attitude. We did it because we loved one another. We did it because we played for the glory of God. We did it because we wanted to have no regrets and this team played that way the entire season. This team set the standard and in my mind no other team I have ever coached has come close. I am so thankful that I was just a small part of the journey. God is good.

THE PLAYERS

The following paragraphs will tell you about some of the players of that journey.PlayersDaniel Copetillo- Daniel was our big man. He was only 6ft 1in, and played with the heart of a 7 footer. He battled bigger post players every night, and would always shut them down because he played with such aggression and passion. Many times after the game he would be bloodied up, but that was his spirit. He was a warrior. We leaned on Daniel a lot and he was a part of the heart of the team. Daniel had a little mean streak in him and loved mixing it up under the hoop. Some nights it looked more like an MMA fight underneath the hoop, but Daniel would always come out on top. I will never forget one night playing Royal Live Oaks in South Carolina. We were a tiny private school in Savannah and they were a pretty big public school in South Carolina. They had some big guys, but none of them had the heart Daniel did and late in the game his heart took over. He got several huge rebounds and put backs late in the game and also took a huge charge that secured the game. After the game, he had blood all over his shirt and his knees were skinned up and bleeding and he also had a huge strawberry on his arm? where he took a charge. But the thing I remember was the smile he had. He had led us to victory and that is a feeling that is very hard to

beat. That is why so many athletes can’t put it down, because you can’t find that feeling anywhere else.

Glen Frick- Glen played forward for us as a left hander. Great kid, I probably yelled at him more over his career than anyone else in his life. My favorite phrase for two years was “dad gummit Glen”. He was in his first years of playing and learned a lot. He improved so much over two seasons.

I have two memories of Glen that will stay with me forever. We were in a highly contested game at Southside Academy in Waycross, GA. Before the game we were going over the game plan. Glen was not a guy that we wanted to create with the dribble. We wanted him to rebound and defend. As the game began, our first possession Glen caught it in the high post, turned a shot and nailed it. I wanted to yell at him, but that actually looked great. He caught the second possession in the high post and faked a shot. He then drove down the lane and laid it up for two. I could not believe it. He ended up scoring our first 6 points and ended the night with 16. It was the best offensive game of his career. As I told him how great he played that night, I could see the kid gaining confidence. And that confidence led to better games throughout the season.

The second memory was our after the season party. Glen loved a good party. We ate pizza and watched HOOSIERS the greatest basketball movie of all time. The guys were still hungry and rummaged through our pantry. I could not believe the appetites of 12 teen boys. Parents I do not know how you don’t go bankrupt with their appetites! Glen had a bag with him and it had some things in it. To this day I don’t know how these things related to each other and have no idea why he brought one thing. We still laugh about it. He brought some poker chips, a few smoke bombs they let off at the end of the night, and some eucalyptus oil. Again to this day, I don’t know why the oil was brought, but it was and will forever be remembered on that fun night.

I have many more memories about Glen. Every practice someone walked away with a bloodied nose, cut on their hand, or face or just hurt because they got in the way of Glen. He was an indestructible wrecking ball that hurt our team at the beginning, but learned to save it for game day. It wasn’t like Glen was doing it intentionally, he was all over the place with his arms and legs and one of those things would always find its way to your face or stomach. I played with the guys after the season, but I would not play with Glen after the first time because I too left the court with a bloodied nose. I had been “Fricked”. Many players have lived to tell the story of being “Fricked”.

A few times Glen left me shocked at what he did on the court. One game, Glen was playing pretty well. The other team went to the free throw line to shoot. Glen did a great job of blocking out and skied for a rebound. I think he jumped higher than I have ever seen him jump. He snatched it off the rim and chinned the basketball. Then I saw something in his eyes that frightened me. I? was a little confused, but in a second he made a decision and he was going to go up and score. He was determined. He knew he could and I knew he would. He jumps toward the rim, with fire in his eyes, and scoring on his brain, he was going to lay or dunk this ball in. So as I remember it before I passed out, Glen goes back up and lays in the prettiest layup I have ever seen. He turns toward his teammates and they like me were stunned. I know he thought for a second that was the prettiest layup I have ever shot and on many aspects it was, but it was on the wrong goal. I called a timeout and had to instruct the rules of basketball to Glen again. I think I burned two timeouts explaining Dr. Naismith’s game.

Harry Tull- Harry was a senior and had never played basketball. He was a good athlete but knew nothing about the game other than it looked like fun. Harry came out in pre-season conditioning and I still remember his first day. We were working on our legs and doing all kinds of squats and different kinds of lunges between running. Harry came in and was doing very well for the first twenty minutes, but after those twenty minutes he

began to change colors and slow down. At about forty five minutes Harry sprints behind a tree and throws up. He tried to join us again, but could not. I sent him home and did not expect to see him again.

I had Harry picked all wrong. I did not think he was a stick-to-it kid, or tough. But, boy I was wrong. Harry came back stronger and more determined to become a great player. He worked his tail off in practice and by the end of the season he was STARTING. Matter of fact, we played a super athletic team the last game of the season and Harry had 14 points. He saved the best til last and I was so proud of what he accomplished during his career.

Cody Moran- Cody was a guard that was also in his first years of basketball. He didn’t play because he loved the sport, he played because he loved his teammates. Cody was one of the best teammates ever. Every game Cody would leave his mark on the court where he dove on a ball or took a charge. By the end of the season he looked like he had been hit by a bus. He absolutely gave everything during games. He developed a fan section that included my family because they loved how hard he played the game. He was strong and fast, but his skill set lagged behind. He had broken his wrist when he was young and it was on his shooting hand. It was so tight that he physically could not follow through. At the beginning of the season I kept telling him to follow through and he would tell me “I can’t.” That would make me mad and I would make them run, a lot, until the day he told me about his injury.

Cody would do things that would leave me scratching my head. One night we were playing in South Carolina and Cody was having a great game defensively as he did most nights. He got in the passing lane and stole a pass. He was heading to the rim going one hundred and fifty miles per hour. I am a little nervous as this ball of energy and fire is heading to the basket. What will he do? Will he surprise me and dunk? Will he lay the ball in and get right on defense? OR will he shoot the ball over the rim? Well, he did better than that. Cody was in front and heading toward the basket burning

rubber up the court. He goes in on the right side and jumps into the air. Not the most graceful player in the world, he looked a little awkward but I thought this has got a chance. Everything form wise looked ok, but as the ball left his hand it looked like he had a burst of energy. It looked like lightning struck his hand. It looked like he was throwing a shot put and the ball sailed not just over the rim, but over the backboard and out of bounds. I think it was truly one of the only times in my career I was speechless. What do you say? He was working so hard and playing so well and did the right thing, but it did not go in, unless you were talking about the trash can it bounced in after it sailed over the rim.

We end the season with a game versus dads and alumni. Cody’s last game against the alumni was great. I told him how much I was going to miss watching him play. In a game that did not mean much, Cody was diving on loose balls and wiping out the dads. It was a great thing to watch. I NEVER had to get onto Cody about giving his all. The guy was all heart and loved his teammates and that was enough.

Chris Langley- Chris was Francis’ younger brother. He was a bull in a China shop. He loved to attack the rim, but he lower his head and whatever was in front of him would be punished. Chris had some talent and was only in the ninth grade. I would yell at Chris a lot, but it was because I saw something that told me he would respond to hard coaching. Chris was notorious for missing really easy shots but he would stay with it and get about 5 rebounds per miss, so he ended up being one of our leading rebounders. He was a strong kid, built like a football player who had a great upside.

Chris loved the game and loved his teammates. He had this move where he would attack the rim, put his head down and knock the defender off with his head. There was nothing pretty in his game, but I loved his game. He was one of the most coachable players I have ever coached.

One night we were playing at a local rival of ours and Chris did something on the court. I have a rather loud voice and that night it was particularly loud. Chris did something that upset me so much that I called a timeout and met Chris on his jog back to the bench. I am a motivator and very fiery and passionate as a coach. It was one of the moments that if I would have been a football coach I would have grabbed his facemask and started motivating. It was one of the moments in time you look back as a coach and wish you could have it back. I was yelling at him and told him he was disobeying me and letting our team down, which was all true, but there are different ways to get it across than yelling at mid court. Now on the outside looking in, it looked like I was beating a player down, but honestly I was lifting that player up and telling him he was better than he was playing. I was holding him to a standard. I should have done it in a different way, but I would never come off the standard of excellence. Chris turned out to be an excellent player for us.

Francis Langley- Francis was our point guard and best athlete on the team. He and Daniel were our leaders. They all worked so hard. The team fell in when they see the leaders work as hard as ours did. Francis was an outstanding competitor. He loved basketball and loved the team. It is so much fun watching a team play together and grow with one another especially if they love one another.

Francis led the team to be bigger than the score board . He and his fellow teammates laid the foundation of a great program. They saw the big picture. Their legacy will live forever within the school because they were the team that set the standard and helped the program be a program of excellence.

All journeys have funny times. There were a couple of more really funny times with different teammates. One was with Daniels’ brother Adam Copetillo. We were running one day and conditioning for practice. The guys were really getting after it and working hard. Adam got through some, but tried to start negotiating with me on the time of the sprints. He would say “Coach, coach, coach- let’s talk, one more second, I can’t breathe. “ I

would always say, Adam your breathing fine because your still talking.” After a few more sprints, Adam went MIA. I did not know where he went. There were a ton of classrooms around the gym so we went from classroom to classroom looking for him. We never found Adam and he ended up back in school the next day. To this day I don’t know where Adam was, but I do know he was hiding in one of the classrooms. He never gave up his hiding place.

Another funny time was when we put a young guard into the game in a late situation. I told him to NOT shoot the ball at all and feed the post. He said he understood. He went into the game and the first pass he received he shot and HIT a 3. Now hitting a 3 and getting on defense is one thing, but what he did next still makes me laugh. He hit it and brought out his hands from his sides and started to shooting up in the air. He started to give 5’s to all the fans. I could not believe it. I still tell that story and think two things what was that kid thinking? And that is pretty funny.

I love winning. I don’t know that I have ever met anyone as competitive as I am. I always think if you beat me it won’t be for long because I will figure out a way to beat you the next time and I will not give up. I think more battles are won on one thing alone than anything else- Persistence.

The older I become and the grayer my hair gets I guess God has bestowed more wisdom on me. I have become more of a process guy. I love the grind. I love the preparation. I love the smell of the gym. I love the communication in practice and the squeak of the sneakers. That’s where the magic of winning truly happens. That’s where players are made. That’s where Jordan hit the last shot to secure the National Championship. It did not surprise him to hit that shot, he had done it a hundred times before in the process. His confidence came through demonstrated ability. That demonstrated ability came through hours and hours of practice and that was a part of the process.

Winning is a byproduct of the process in practice. However, the most challenging aspect element is once you start winning you have a tendency to measure yourself by wins and losses when that really is not in your

control. If talent levels differ to a degree that fundamentals can’t negate then the coach cannot control what the win loss record looks like.

The one thing I did not realize at the time, but do now, is how much fun we were having. I look back and see how much that team improved, cared, and worked and how blessed I was as a coach. It was a blessing to be on that incredible journey with that team. I do wish that I had the ability to know how much fun the process is when the process is going on. To all of the players that were on this UNDEFEATED journey with us, Keep on KAIZEN.

What one fan said about those PATRIOTS!

Everyone:

I read one of the most touching letters about the Boys Varsity Basketball written by Mrs. Aimee Serafin. I have to admit sometimes during a season when you coach you wonder if you are getting through to your team. You wonder if you are improving at a rate you should be.

I think what is so special about this team is they bring out the best in everyone that comes in contact with them. They work so hard every day in practice and it shows every game. I have become a better coach by being around them. I love them so much and I am blessed to be their leader.

Thank you Aimee for a great letter. It touched my heart as I am sure that it has also touched the heart of every player on our team. The name of her blog post is What are the Results? Well, I think all of us know the results- they make all of us better and that is a quality of a Champion Program.

What are the results?

Lately, I’ve had the opportunity to see some of our Varsity basketball games. The games I have been able to attend have been dismal, losing by a spread of 30 points at times. Habersham is a new school, not yet 5 years old, and its successful sports program is still in the making. Yet, I’ve pondered this team and its struggles a lot lately. And what strikes the center of my thoughts mostly is the indomitable spirits these boys continue to resurrect in the midst of incredible struggle. I flinch, I moan, I turn away…but my sophomoric responses show one thing: weakness. And ironically my weakness only highlights their maturity in strength, ardor, and perseverance. They are all under the age of 20. I have yet to see any of them give up. They keep at the game with such belligerent fervor that it seems they somehow transport us out of the court of basketball and into the court of life. If only I could bottle their competitive edge and drink it every day. I’d be a better person, and I’d certainly be stronger.

I am simply privileged to watch this group of boys play, game after game, struggle after struggle with such passion and resurrection. It brings fresh wind to my own moments of weakness and defeat. I want what they are:

Fearless

Determined

Steadfast

Stout-hearted

Valiant

Intrepid

Gritty

Salt of the earth

These descriptions capture the amount of heart and sweat these students leave on the floor, night after night, after EVERY game. They die hard. They detour the quit. They manipulate the loss. They mock the defeat. And they leave every spectator with a single lesson summed up in this Latin phrase:

marcet sine adversario virtus

valor becomes feeble without an opponent

Valiant, they have shown us they are.

PICTURES OF THE TEAM

Francis Langley on the fastbreak with Daniel trailing up the court. He is demonstrating perfect form with the speed dribble. I am sure I am yelling at him to go faster down the court.

#22 Cody Moran doing what he does best, getting ready to guard the basketball. He was outstanding on ball defense.

I am stepping onto the court, gently asking the referee for an explanation of that call. As usual, they are not paying me any attention.

#24 Chris Langley observing the play as his brother #32- Francis Langley attacks the defense.

Best communicating team I have ever coached. Now they aren’t all in stances, but I would bet they were talking in this picture.

I am awarding Harry Tull the game ball after his last game vs Ashtree Academy. Harry had 14 points and led us in scoring his last game. There was not a dry eye in the locker room that night and every player told Harry how they felt about him. Harry will always have a special place in my heart. Tremendous young man.

#44 Glen Frick after his last game of his junior year. Improved as much or more in one season as I have seen any player. Another tremendous young man whom I was blessed to have spent time with as a coach.

The way it is with every great program. The young guys learning from the veterans.

The first time I met Francis Langley at our basketball camp. I am sure he is wondering what have I got myself into?

Francis worked his tail off and became a great player and had a great Senior season.

Before games we would have the hallway run where we would announce the players name and they would run through. This is Cody Moran, as you can tell he gives everything he can on everything he does. Many of the children in this picture lost their hand because of Cody running through and taking the hand with him. Great game day tradition!

This picture epitomizes what our team was about. Playing all out, all over you with a ton of pressure at a very high speed. It caused many teams to turn the ball over consistently. I don’t think this guy made it out unscathed!

Where #23 Daniel Copetillo spent a lot of his games at the free throw line. What a warrior. Always played so hard.

Some of the team taking notes before the game. I can tell it is before the game because they are not sweating and no one is bleeding. After every game our guys looked like they had been in a war and to them it was that serious. They competed every possession and were so much fun to watch that year.

Well this is them, or at least some of them. The greatest team I have ever coached. What a great TEAM! I love those guys.

THIS TEAM WAS SO GOOD THAT EVEN WHEN THEY LOST, THEY STILL WON. THIS WAS A TEAM AFTER GOD’S GLORY AND PLAYED EVERY MINUTE LIKE IT

WAS THEIR LAST. A TEAM BUILT ON LOVE.