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https://vault.si.com/vault/1966/03/28/gogo-with-bobby-joe A BRILLIANT SHOW OF BASKETBALL HIJACKING AND BROKEN-FIELD DRIVING BY LITTLE BOBBY JOE HILL EASED HIS COACH'S ACHING HEAD AND TOOK THE TEXAS WESTERN MINERS TO THE NATIONAL COLLEGIATE CHAMPIONSHIP FRANK DEFORD TABLE OF CONTENTS ORIGINAL LAYOUT For weeks Don Haskins had splitting headaches—frightful, bursting pains that seemed to cleave his brain. The closer Texas Western (see cover) came to the national basketball championship, the worse the headaches became. Perhaps his suffering was attributable to the implausibility of it all, for near the end Haskins really began to wonder if maybe he wasn't knocking destiny just a little bit out of joint. He savored the situation, of course. He loved it. But now and then he would stop to muse on the "once in a lifetime" aspect, toying with the idea, mulling the whole amazing thing over in his aching mind. Did this happen to Jack Fleck? Or Roger Maris? What was Henry Moreno t...

https://eu.elpasotimes.com/story/sports/college/1966championship/2016/03/19/bill-knight-don-haskins-american-original/81829704/ BILL KNIGHT | El Paso Times This is a mini-play in three mini-acts, a tribute to Don Haskins, an American original ... a man who was fiercely independent, fiercely competitive, fiercely loyal, fiercely generous ... who was simply fierce. He was a Bear of a man who ate up life, who could pierce the coldest of souls with those ice blue eyes, who could make the room shake with his laughter. He was a man who loved life, a man who truly lived life. The big man stalked across the stage, bent by age but still somehow fierce. He wears a plaid shirt, jeans, boots and, on this special occasion, a black cowboy hat. He reached the bar, sprawled onto the stool and the man behind the bar slid him a shot of tequila. He turns to face the audience and said, "Hey ... how ya doin'?" He paused, took a sip of his drink and said in his deep gravelly voice, "My...