"I had to study," said Havlicek. "There were so many of you smart guys around I sure didn't want to be the dumb one."
"The wildest thing we did was go to the movies on Saturday night and throw peanuts around," said Gearhart. " Lucas wouldn't go with us. Havlicek would, but once inside he'd move away."
"It would be embarrassing to get arrested for throwing peanuts," said Havlicek.
"The fact is you were too cheap to buy them," said Knight.
"Thrifty," said Havlicek.
Havlicek's next tee shot, a resounding whack, split the fairway and was past them all.
"Watch how I did that," he said. "I never hit it the same way twice."
Clank. Havlicek's second shot, like a stricken toy plane, dived erratically into the left rough. John waved at it.
"In my opinion," said Knight, " John Havlicek is the greatest basketball player who ever lived, bar none. I'm not saying he has more ability, I'm saying he's the greatest player, because he can beat you so many ways, and nobody, nobody goes as hard for as long as he does."
Bonk. Havlicek's third shot, struggling to get airborne and out of the rough, hit a tree and caromed off into a sand trap. "My game," said Havlicek, "has gotten itself together."