I only have a minute because I’m on the road this weekend for a wedding, but I’m very saddened to learn of the death of former Miami University basketball coach Charlie Coles.
Charlie had a minute for everybody.
Charlie Coles stories provided laughs for days and years.
He wasn’t well, which led to his retirement just over a year ago. It positively stinks that he didn’t get more time to enjoy his retirement, but I’m absolutely certain that he never got cheated while he was here.
This is a guy who died on the court once — really — before medics brought him back. That was 25 years ago.
He kept coaching, kept cracking jokes, kept telling the truth. Kept entertaining everybody he encountered.
I knew when I wrote this in the winter of 2012 that it was an obituary of sorts at least terms of his coaching career, and that it didn’t do Charlie justice. I just read it myself a few minutes ago and I laughed. I’d have started to cry, but I pictured Charlie laughing.
And making faces like he did after that famous Kentucky game.
And getting all red-faced like he did with officials.
Read (and heed) the beer-buying offer at the end of the story. That was Charlie. He meant it.
I’ll toast one him this weekend. Charlie Coles was truly one of a kind.