In my research and teaching on the culture of sports, I’ve oriented the intellectual tools of my discipline toward helping my readers and students understand and reflect critically upon how the language and stories that prevail in the culture of sports have taken shape, how and why we consume and purvey them, and, above all, how we may empower ourselves to become, as Nietzsche put it, the poets of our lives; how, I mean, to take a more active and creative role in shaping the language and stories, including those pertaining to sport, that circulate around and through us.
“Cultures of Basketball,” which was my first effort in this regard, is an advanced undergraduate humanities course with a typical enrollment of around twenty five. Because demand for the course is high, and given the way registration operates at Michigan with athletes and more advanced students having priority in course selection, the course usually has a high percentage of seniors from a variety of disciplines and varsity athletes including members of the men’s varsity basketball team.
Here’s what I see when I walk into Cultures of Basketball on the first day: Read more
Only when the past ceases to trouble and anticipations of the future are not perturbing is a being wholly united with his environment and therefore fully alive. ~ John Dewey (Professor of Philosophy, University of Michigan, 1884-1894)
A man I’ve never met or heard of, a stranger, wrote me a letter on Saturday morning. It’s not the only one I got in response to my open letter to Chris Webber. But this one, more than any other, stopped me absolutely cold in my tracks so simple, direct, and vivid was it in its declaration of why and how things like the Fab Five, their banners, and Michigan basketball matter.
They saved John Gorman’s life. Read more
Today is Tuesday. But it doesn’t feel like any Tuesday. I’ve been through something, though I’m not yet sure what it is. I’ve been through it with my wife and family and friends, with my students and colleagues, and — through this blog and social media — thousands of strangers. Read more
Dear Mr. Webber,
You don’t know me. And I don’t know you, though I know some of your close friends. So let me first introduce myself. In 1993, when your heart was broken in front of a national television audience, I was 27 years old and near the end of my first year as a professor at the University of Michigan. Read more
The University of Michigan Campus, 1968
Today, in their home game against Penn State, the Michigan Men’s Basketball Team busted out throwback uniforms (tweaked with long shorts, for modern sensibilities) from the 1968 season. The occasion was the rededication of the newly refurbished Crisler Center which had first been dedicated 45 years ago, in February of 1968. As part of the festivities, the Athletic Department held a “Return to Crisler” panel discussion “open to basketball season ticket holders, former Wolverine basketball players and other invited guests.” The Michigan Basketball Facebook page exhorted fans to give a “big Go Blue” to “the over 100 former players returning for the game.”
Among them was Cazzie Russell, a mural of whom adorns the new building. That’s appropriate since Crisler has for years been known as “the House that Cazzie Built.” Russell led the Wolverines to three consecutive Big Ten Championships and two final four appearances between 1964 and 1966, and was a two time consensus All-American, leading the nation in scoring with a 30.8 ppg average in 1966, his senior season, when he was named College Player of the Year. He went on to become the first pick in that year’s NBA draft. In 1993 Russell’s # 33 jersey was retired, one of only five Michigan players to be so honored. One of the others is # 45, belonging to Rudy Tomjonavich, who led the squad from 1967 to 1970, earning All-American honors in his senior season. It is his era’s team’s jerseys the players will be wearing today.
Today’s events have been promoted as part of an effort to build, or rather, rebuild, the links between UM’s basketball past and its present.