A major college basketball team—it will go unnamed here on the chance that it has already changed its evil ways—has received a number of technical fouls this year for obscene language to officials. The coach may or may not have found a way to stop it. Calling time-out the other night, he admonished, "The next one of you————s that gets a technical for cussin' I'm gonna suspend for three games."
SABAN CHOOSES THE FREE STATE
The sudden decision of Lou Saban, the successful coach of the AFL champion Buffalo Bills, to return to college coaching (at Maryland) reintroduces to professional football a feeling it had almost forgotten: a slight twinge of worry about the future, even if the cloud on the horizon is barely the size of a man's contract-signing hand.
"Lou was unhappy about all the money being paid to rookies," said Bills' owner Ralph Wilson, speaking for Saban and perhaps for himself. "He sees a lot of perils in the new era of pro football. He doesn't think it's the same game. Dealing with lawyers and accountants instead of selling the boy on our club has taken a lot of the fun out of it."
In other words, says another man in the Buffalo organization, "They're taking the game away from the coaches."
The trend to higher and higher scoring in basketball never ceases to amaze. A prophetic vision of where it may lead seems to have come to an 8-year-old in Salt Lake City who recently wrote the following small masterpiece in honor of his big brother, who plays basketball in a local church league:
How Jim Wins His Team
"Jim was pracsing basketball and they asked him to play in the game. So the next night he went to the game. And so the team starred the gaim.
"At the first of the game Jim got 7 poytes. Then he got 9 poytes and then he got 920 poytes. He played and played and played.