They'd come from
the cities, and they'd come from the smaller towns. Old-timers and recent
alums. Forwards and guards. Former players and former coaches. More than 180 in
all, they converged on a resort during the last week in August. The event was
described on the invitation as an Indiana Hoosiers "basketball
reunion," a social gathering of men who had worn the cream-and-crimson
jersey and those trademark candy-cane warmups. But, really, it was something
deeper. A summit, perhaps, or a council meeting to address the crisis facing
the tribe. "Most of all," says Bobby (Slick) Leonard, an All-America
guard at Indiana in the 1950s, "it was the first step in healing, making it
one big, happy family again." ¶ There had been more than 10 years
of dysfunction for the Indiana basketball clan. It began near the end of the
29-year reign of Bob Knight, the polarizing paterfamilias who was
unceremoniously exiled in September 2000. Knight's successor, his former
assistant Mike Davis, was by most accounts a nice and decent guy who took the
Hoosiers to the NCAA championship game in his second season. But inadequately
woven into the Indiana basketball tapestry--in part because he was neither a
Midwesterner nor a former Hoosier--Davis never won over the faithful, his teams
missed the tournament two years in a row, and he resigned in 2006 after six
seasons. Then came Kelvin Sampson, from under a cloud of recruiting violations
at Oklahoma. In two seasons in Bloomington he won plenty of basketball games,
but by the time he resigned under pressure last February, the program was in
tatters. The NCAA's hounds were at the door, and a mass exodus of players had
left Hoosier Nation steeling for what might well be the least successful season
in the program's rich history. Indiana had become college basketball's
equivalent of Lehman Brothers, a proud institution rocked to its core by greed,
outsized ambition and bad management.
So from Tom Motter
(Indiana class of 1941) to D.J. White (class of 2008), the elders showed up at
the West Baden Springs Hotel in French Lick, Ind., the week before Labor Day.
They played golf and ate barbecue and talked, mostly about how the program
would recover its good name. Eventually the latest tribal leader, the new
coach, Tom Crean, stood before the audience and gave a variation of the speech
he's delivered countless times during the past six months. "We're going to
build this back up, and we're going to do it in a way that will make people
proud," he intoned in a thick Midwestern accent. "This is
Indiana."
The story of
Indiana basketball has the ring of a classical epic--flush with hubris, power,
dishonor, revenge, sin and hope--but it's also a contemporary morality tale,
illustrating the landscape of big-time college athletics and the fate that can
befall an entire university at the hands of the ethically challenged.
It was spring 2006
when Kelvin Sampson set foot on the IU campus. The school was in the market for
a new basketball coach to replace Davis, and while Sampson was reportedly not
on the short list of candidates, his agent helped insinuate him into the search
process. He had been the coach at Oklahoma since 1994 and had had remarkable
success at that football-crazed school, averaging 23 wins a season. But he'd
also run into trouble. His teams' graduation rates were consistently
abysmal--Oklahoma ranked 269th out of 317 Division I schools during the period
from 1995-96 through '98-99, the years the NCAA's Graduation Success Rate (GSR)
data were first collected. And over a period of four years, Sampson and his
staff made a total of 500-plus impermissible phone calls to 17 recruits; NCAA
penalties were forthcoming.
Sampson, however,
received a warm welcome during his campus visit at Indiana. (Full disclosure:
The university employed my parents for many years.) Sources familiar with the
situation say that Sampson was able to line up an audience with Indiana's
president at the time, Adam Herbert. A charismatic figure of Native American
heritage--he was born into the Lumbee tribe--Sampson impressed Herbert. Sources
say that Herbert also looked favorably on the prospect of hiring a minority to
replace Davis, who'd been the first African-American head coach in the
university's history. (Herbert declined to respond to a series of e-mailed
questions.) Sampson was offered the job on March 29, 2006, under the
sanctions that had been applied at Oklahoma. (For example, his salary remained
frozen at $1.1 million per year.)
If Indiana was no
longer the force that had won three NCAA titles under Knight, there was comfort
in this: The school played by the rules. It wasn't just that Indiana had not
been cited for a major NCAA violation since 1960. For all their differences,
neither Knight nor Davis went in for those well-known shortcuts--e.g., offering
a recruit's summer coach a salaried position; offering a scholarship to the
marginally talented friend of a star player--so common elsewhere in college
basketball. "There was pride in doing it the right way when few others
were," says Angelo Pizzo, a Bloomington resident who wrote the screenplay
for Hoosiers. "It was like, Indiana might lose a few games, but it won't
lose its soul."
Within two months
after Sampson signed on with Indiana, the NCAA barred him from recruiting off
campus and from making phone calls to recruits for one year.
Given Sampson's
history, his hiring was met with skepticism in some corners. Ted Kitchel, an
All-America forward at Indiana in 1981-82 and '82-83, memorably commented to
The Indianapolis Star that he thought Sampson's hiring was a "disgrace"
and he "wouldn't hire that guy to coach my [daughter's] fifth-grade
team." Kent Benson, the center on the Hoosiers' 1976 national championship
team, turned in his IU season tickets in protest. Davis predicted to Star
columnist Bob Kravitz that Sampson would have Indiana in hot water within three
years.
The new coach,
though, worked fast to ingratiate himself. After promising that he would follow
NCAA rules, Sampson, a former president of the National Association of
Basketball Coaches, pressed the flesh and spoke of the program's
"pride" and "tradition." Indiana went a respectable 21-11 in
his first season. By all accounts, players attended class. All three seniors
graduated. The basketball team received a community service award from the
athletic department.
Sampson also
landed Eric Gordon, a sensationally talented guard from Indianapolis. That
entailed the dubious practice of recruiting Gordon after the player had made an
oral commitment to Illinois. In the process Sampson hired Jeff Meyer, a friend
of the player's family who had coached Gordon's father, Eric Sr., in college.
(According to Sampson, Meyer was "on the radar" before he learned of
the family connection.) Sampson also recruited some players who, unlike the
clean-cut Gordon, were of questionable character and academic preparedness, the
sort of high-risk kids unlikely to have been pursued during the Knight and
Davis regimes. On the Peegs.com message board, a popular Indiana hoops website,
and at barbershops and diners around the state, the prevailing sentiment was
the same: Maybe this is what it takes nowadays to compete with the big boys. As
one fan who had written to the Star's editorial page succinctly put it:
"Graduation rates don't win basketball games."