Al Cervi: Old Pro from Syracuse, 1952

Cervi would hardly know what to do if he couldn’t run around and take sets and layups with the boys before the game, and he is quite sure he might go crazy if he had to sit on the bench all night, coaching only by remote control.

The Man With a Thousand Faces

There’s no such thing with Gotty as taking a game in stride. He’s about as comfortable and acrobatic during a game as a worm on a hot griddle, grimacing and writhing about as if in the grip of death’s throes.