And dunk he did. He showed a splendid sky hook, a fabulous fadeaway hook and stuffed more baskets than an old Connecticut River tobacco farmer. "You can't zone or zone-trap Bol," moaned Stonehill coach Ray Pepin after the Chieftains' loss. "We should have stuck our 5'8" point guard on the shoulders of our 6'6" center."
Feeley had been so high on Bol that he talked another friend, Jimmy Lynam, coach of the Los Angeles Clippers, into picking Bol in the fifth round of the 1983 NBA draft, sight-unseen. The NBA voided the pick because Bol was under the legal draft age of 22 for foreigners who haven't attended college. "Manute's problem is that he lacks stamina and endurance," says Lynam, who later scouted Bol and insists he's 7'7". "He needs body strength and body weight."
Bol could stand to put another 30 to 100 pounds on his frame. But then this is a fellow whose life has been marked more by abstinence than excess. As a teenager, he once subsisted for four months on milk. Bol now inhales pizza, spaghetti and chicken, and quaffs a few cans of Nutrament a day. And Webster has him on the same sort of weight program that Ralph Sampson did at Virginia.
Webster is understandably euphoric. "In my wildest dreams, I wouldn't have even asked for a guy seven-six," he muses. "I'd say, 'Just give me somebody six-nine or six-ten.'
"I mean, why be a hog?"