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If You Gotta Have Hoops....
Jay Jennings
September 20, 1993
Finally, basketball camp is not just for lucky kids
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September 20, 1993

If You Gotta Have Hoops....

Finally, basketball camp is not just for lucky kids

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Kara Callahan, a former professional ballet dancer, is having a little trouble with a move called the Hardaway crossover. Howard Eisley, the starting point guard on the Boston College basketball team, demonstrates. Controlling the ball with his left hand as he moves down the court, he dribbles under his right leg to his right hand and then quickly bounces the ball in front of his body to his left hand before gliding to the basket for a layup, landing as softly as Baryshnikov finishing a grand jet�.

" Tim Hardaway of the Golden State Warriors does that all the time," says Steve Bzomowski, addressing Callahan and 23 others, including me, who have come to Deerwood, a resort in the Berkshire mountains in western Massachusetts, for two days of intense instruction at a Never Too Late Basketball Weekend. Bzomowski is a former assistant coach at Harvard and the founder of Never Too Late, one of the first serious basketball camps for adults.

Fantasy basketball camps have been around for years, but they generally cater to wealthy, middle-aged fans who pay dearly for a chance to gab with big-name heroes like Dave Cowens and Oscar Robertson. Bzomowski's name isn't much of a draw, and his clinics put more emphasis on shooting the basketball than on shooting the breeze. Here campers are bombarded with instruction while spending more than eight hours on the court between Saturday morning and Sunday noon, all for the reasonable price of about $225.

At the camp's orientation meeting on Friday night we take turns telling the other campers why we are here and what we hope to accomplish. Steve Ratiner, a 43-year-old poet and teacher, plays frequent pickup games and hopes to learn how to repeat moves he sometimes does by instinct. "Some things I find myself doing intuitively, and I know that's good," he says, "but I think, How did I do that?"

Callahan, 27, and her boyfriend, Alex Hou, 24, are both graduate students at MIT and basketball beginners. "I noticed on the registration form there was nothing below Novice," says Callahan. Though they had been longtime fans of the game, Callahan and Hou had never thought of learning to play until they went to a friend's house for a picnic and shot baskets there. Shortly after that Hou saw a Never Too Late flier on a lamppost, and they signed up. "I wanted to do more than just shoot baskets," says Callahan. "I wanted to pick up some moves."

I had come to Deerwood, a mile down a dirt road that crosses the Appalachian Trail near Great Barrington, Mass., to become Bobby Hurley. I figured that if one short, whiny white guy with a bad haircut could play against the Dream Team, then there was hope for me.

We were all just the kind of unschooled basketball freaks Bzomowski had in mind when the idea for Never Too Late Basketball was born, in 1991. That year Harvard coach Peter Roby resigned, and the NCAA cut back the number of assistant coaches allowed at Division I schools, leaving Bzomowski out of work. "I thought, What does Steve B. do now?" he says. "Write the great American novel? Open a restaurant?"

Then one day he got a call from a lawyer who played in a Boston recreational league and who wanted some individual tutoring in the game's techniques. Bzomowski's wife, Carrie, thought that there might be others out there like that lawyer—late converts to basketball who had never been coached in the fundamentals. She suggested that he offer a kind of Hoops 101 class at the Cambridge Center for Adult Education and see what kind of response he got. The 10-week course filled up quickly with players of all skill levels and ages, including women. Bzomowski found himself enjoying the change from the rigors of Division I coaching and discovered that the rewards were not so different. "It felt like being at Harvard when you'd had a great practice," he says. "These people, they want it."

Sometimes there was satisfaction unimaginable in college coaching. "An overweight woman came to the class, and she told me, 'This has changed my life. If I can learn the form and make a 10-foot shot, I feel better about myself. It's like a religious experience for me.' As a coach, that means a lot to me."

This summer Bzomowski expanded the Never Too Late concept to include five weekend-long basketball retreats at various resort areas in the Berkshires and in the White Mountains of Vermont. His advertising methods included taping fliers to city lampposts and placing notices in the sports sections of a few New England newspapers. For his staff he recruited three players with whom he had worked before—Eisley, who will be a senior at BC this season, and two former Harvard players, Brian Mackey and Mike Minor.

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