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Heroics and Heartbreak

Disney will never make a movie about the 1984-85 Memphis State Tigers. A basketball team that went 31-4 under coach Dana Kirk reached the Final Four, only the second team in the program’s history to do so. A team headlined by power forward Keith Lee — a first-team All-America and still the program’s all-time leading scorer — beat archrival Louisville three times on its way to the national semifinals where it played the foil in the Cinderella story of eventual national champion Villanova. Thirty years later, though, that fabled team’s legacy remains an unlikely cocktail of pride and regret.

Keith Lee

Lee’s supporting cast was a quintet of locally produced players that made the team as distinctly Memphis as any before or since. Mitchell High School alum Andre Turner (then and now, the “Little General”) played point guard and was on his way to setting a Tiger record for assists (763) that stands to this day. Fellow junior Baskerville Holmes was a high jump champion at Westwood High School and is a fixture on history’s All-Name team. Sophomore William Bedford (Melrose) combined with Lee for a twin-tower presence down low. Freshmen Vincent Askew (Frayser) and Dwight Boyd (Kirby) received steady minutes from Kirk, filling voids left by the departed Bobby Parks and Phillip “Doom” Haynes. The Tigers were established national contenders, having reached the NCAA tournament’s Sweet 16 each of the previous three seasons.

The Tigers won 17 of their first 18 games (losing only at South Carolina) and rose to no. 3 in the national rankings. They only lost two more regular-season games, one understandable (at 13th-ranked Kansas), the other mysterious to this day (at Detroit; look it up). They won the Metro Conference tournament at Louisville, beating their archrivals in the semifinals before edging Florida State in overtime for the title. As the second seed in the NCAA tournament’s Midwest region in Houston, Memphis State beat Penn and UAB (then coached by Gene Bartow, who coached the Tigers to the 1973 Final Four). They then beat Boston College (with Michael Adams) and Wayman Tisdale’s Oklahoma Sooners in Dallas to reach the Final Four.

The team’s run ended in Lexington, Kentucky, on March 30, 1985, when Rollie Massimino’s Villanova Wildcats — an eight seed — managed to throttle Lee (10 points), Bedford (8) and friends in a 52-45 upset. Not for 21 years would another Memphis basketball team win 30 games in a season.

“College was the most fun part of my life so far,” says Askew. “The friends I made, the basketball. Dwight Boyd won a championship his senior year [in high school], and man, I heard about that our entire freshman year. We had better talent [at Frayser], but they won a championship! It’s not always about talent.”

While Askew was a starter by the team’s third game of the season, his roommate Boyd found the adjustment to college ball more rigorous. “I had some deficiencies,” he says. “When [opponents] watched film, they saw this guy who couldn’t go right as strongly. But going against Andre Turner in practice every day, going against Vincent Askew, Baskerville Holmes, and Keith Lee . . . my confidence started to grow. Middle of the year, I came off the bench at Louisville and scored 16 points, had a monster dunk. From there, it was smooth sailing.”

Being essentially an all-star team of homegrown talent, the ’85 Tigers congealed quickly and put aside any lingering rivalries from high school. “There was a lot of pressure on us to succeed,” says Boyd. “We were recruited all across the country, then we went home to the community where we grew up. At that time, I represented East Memphis. That builds character. You didn’t have to tell me to go to the gym to work on my jump shot. Let’s show these cats around the country what Memphis is about. We didn’t need to be from New York or Chicago. It was one common goal.”

“We were so close,” adds Askew. “Even if certain guys didn’t hang together off the court, we had a bond. We used to go to each other’s houses and eat. We’d get back to the dorm and talk about what we’d seen at those houses. We knew each other’s moms. It was all in fun.”

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Andre Turner

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Andre Turner

“More than anything,” says Turner, “it was togetherness. We’d finish practice, shower, and eat. Then we’d be at the complex, playing ping-pong, competing. It was all in love, every last bit of it. Nobody took offense to anything. You’d laugh off [the barbs], try and keep things together.”

Turner and Holmes roomed together for four years after battling each other fiercely in high school. “Big time rivals,” says Turner. “We went at it. But then we had an opportunity to play together. How much fun is this? We embraced it. Bat was my guy. [Holmes’ nickname was “Batman.”] People knew if they got into it with Bat, they were about to get into it with Andre. If you came into 305 — our room number — you came in with respect.”

The team’s familial bond took on special meaning for Turner when his father died that February after a long battle with liver cancer. Turner missed but one game — the loss at Kansas — before returning to the floor. “My game elevated after that,” says Turner. “My dad was a huge inspiration, and I dedicated the rest of my career to him. It was tough. He never got to watch me play professionally. That’s where the leadership came from, though. I saw him get up every morning at 5:30 and head to the workhouse.”

His position may have been power forward, but Keith Lee was the center of the Tiger universe. To this day, Turner is acknowledged as the team’s vocal and emotional leader. (“Andre never lost a sprint in practice,” says Askew.) But this was Keith Lee’s team.

Already married and living in family housing, Lee played the role of big brother for his teammates, particularly the younger ones. “I had played with Keith in the [1984] Bluff City Classic,” says Askew, “so the intimidation factor was over. But he was the most intimidating person I ever met, including in the NBA. I used to be scared to talk to him. Later on, I dated his wife’s sister.”

Lee never reached All-Star status as a pro, but question his talents at the risk of some blowback. “I played with Tim Hardaway, Chris Mullin, and Gary Payton,” says Askew. “Some Hall of Famers. Keith Lee is the best player I ever played with. He could do everything. He could rebound, pass, shoot. He was smart. He used to dominate practice.” Askew likes to tell the story of the freshmen getting Lee to join them for one scrimmage against the first-teamers, a challenge Askew offered Turner. Lee and the youngsters won big.

“Keith likes to keep to himself,” says Turner, “but with us, you talk about cracking jokes and laughing … especially on the road and at practice. He was a great teammate, and great friend. I got two tickets on the front row to watch Memphis State and Louisville Keith’s freshman year. He had 30 [points] and 13 [rebounds]. I wanted to play with a special player.”

Lee possessed the most prized intangible in basketball: He made his teammates better. “His hands were so soft,” says Turner. “I threw so many bad passes that Keith caught. Incredible hands. He’d get double-teamed, find a teammate, layup. Great court vision. His free-throw percentage was better than the guards’ [percentages].”

“We knew who to get the ball to,” adds Boyd. “We didn’t have to guess. Keith Lee was by far the best big man I played with. He made it a lot easier for me. He took the freshmen by the hand, calmed us down.” Lee averaged a career-high 19.7 points as a senior, though his team-leading rebounding averaged dipped to under 10 (9.2) for the first time, in part due to Bedford’s own rebounding skill. He left the program with 2,408 career points and 1,336 career rebounds, records that stand to this day.

[Lee did not respond to interview requests for this story and did not appear with his teammates when they were honored last Saturday at FedExForum.]

The players stand by their since-disgraced coach, claiming they saw no indication of any misdeeds on the part of Kirk (more on those later). Just a loyal, passionate, and skilled basketball tactician.

“He was probably the best three-minute coach — at the end of a game — that I’ve ever been around,” says Boyd. “He put everybody in position to succeed. He provided me with an opportunity to get a scholarship; changed my life forever. All the things he had going on outside … I didn’t have a clue. We spend so much time trying to judge individuals for their downfall, and we forget about some of the good they provided. I judge Coach Kirk only for the experience he provided me.”

Turner connected easily with Kirk, as the two saw the game the same way, thus the Little General tag for a freshman point guard. “I took pride in outworking everybody,” says Turner. “I was the smallest guy; I had to be the fastest. If I hit the court and I felt someone wasn’t giving all they could give, I didn’t hesitate about saying something. Go sit on the sideline. You’re hurting us.”

Kirk had command of the huddle, according to Turner. “Coach Kirk knew basketball,” he says. “And he knew us, how to get the most out of us, as individuals and as a team. He made sure we got what we needed when it came to preparation. And he was blessed to have assistants like Larry Finch and Lee Fowler. They knew the game as well.” Boyd remembers Finch as the “bad cop” on the bench, letting players know — with volume — when their play slackened. When Finch finished the scolding, Kirk — the “good cop” — would signal for the player to re-enter the game.

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Vincent Askew

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Askew was on the verge of signing a letter of intent to play at Tennessee, at the time coached by Don DeVoe, when he got a life-changing phone call at home, directly from Kirk. “I verbally committed to Tennessee the night before I signed with Memphis State,” says Askew. “One of my uncles was gonna kill me. But Coach Kirk called and said, ‘Hey bud. You ready to sign?’

“I hear so many people talk bad about his coaching,” says Askew. “Maybe it’s the trouble he had off the court. I played for Larry Brown, George Karl, Don Nelson. Coach Kirk was right up there with them.” Askew mentions a late-game defensive switch in the Tigers’ second-round NCAA tournament game against UAB in which Kirk had Askew take over the assignment of guarding Blazer star Steve Mitchell. The switch initially angered Turner (who had been guarding Mitchell), but the Tigers won in overtime. On a shot by Turner.

Villanova was better than the Tigers … for 40 minutes on a single Saturday at the 1985 Final Four. When asked if his team would have won a five-game series with the Wildcats, Turner smiles and somewhat dodges the question: “Let me ask you this: Would Georgetown have won a five-game series with them? That was destiny.”

As disappointing as the loss to Villanova seemed at the time, it was mere prelude to the sorrow associated with this team. The NCAA found Kirk guilty of several infractions — among them cash payments to Lee — and in 1986 stripped the Tigers of the Final Four appearance. Dismissed after the 1985-86 season, the coach later served prison time for tax evasion. (He died in 2010.) As for Kirk’s players, the years after 1985 brought as much darkness as light.

The Chicago Bulls chose Lee with the 11th pick in the 1985 NBA draft, but knee injuries ended his career just four years later. Bedford earned third-team All-America honors as a junior and was chosen by the Phoenix Suns with the sixth pick in the ’86 draft. Substance abuse, though, led to a year-long suspension and Bedford was out of the NBA before his 30th birthday (though with a championship ring from his 1989-90 season with Detroit). He served eight years in prison (2003-11) for drug possession. Turner bounced among seven NBA teams over six seasons before crossing the Atlantic to play in Spain. Askew had the best pro career among his ’85 teammates, playing in 467 NBA games over 11 years, most with the Seattle Sonics. But then in 2008, at age 42, he was arrested in Florida and accused of having sex with a minor (he was given three years probation). Reserve forward Aaron Price — a classmate of Lee’s — was shot and killed outside his home in West Memphis in 1998, a crime that remains unsolved.

Saddest of all, perhaps, is the story of Holmes. Drafted by the Milwaukee Bucks, he never took the floor in the NBA. After a short playing career in Europe, Holmes returned to Memphis, finding work as a truck driver. On March 18, 1997, he shot and killed his girlfriend after an argument, then turned the gun on himself.

“Bat had a huge heart,” says Askew. “He was a big-time leader, led by example. His heart was as big as the Mississippi River.”

“Bat was so easy to get along with,” adds Boyd. “He was always smiling. But when he hit the floor, he was all serious. Great individual to be around. You know individuals, but you don’t really know them.”

“The Baskerville situation cut a little deeper,” says Turner, who was preparing for his Spanish league’s playoffs when he got the news. “I didn’t practice. I needed time to myself. My family was there, so that helped me a great deal. It was a shock. We would always get together when I got back home. I hadn’t seen any signs that depression had set in with him. He always had your back. You could count on him.”

Askew is just as mystified by Price’s violent death. “I hadn’t seen Aaron since college,” he says. “That was a shocker. In college, Aaron never drank, never smoked.”

Askew blames no one but himself for the trouble he found seven years ago. “It was embarrassing,” he says. “I had to sit down and explain to my kids. But it got me closer to God. I was raised in the church, but I got outside, trusting people. It was my fault. That’s why I do what I do now. I bring it up when I speak to groups. You never know what kind of decisions kids have to make. Sometimes the tough way is the only way. Say no to friends who don’t mean you any good. Have your own mind.”

He founded the Vincent Askew Skills Academy last month, promoting the operation with a distinctive acronym: EPIC (European Preparation Intensity Coordination). “It focuses on teaching kids how to set goals in life,” he says, with basketball as the foundation. “When I went to Europe as a player — Italy and Greece — they really taught the game, the fundamentals, the little stuff. Instead of just rolling the ball out like it’s a P.E. class, they really teach them. When I leave this earth, I want to leave something solid, something to give people hope.” Askew’s clinics are held at Raleigh Assembly of God.

The enduring link among the stars of that Final Four team: their hometown, Memphis. The reclusive Lee — a native of West Memphis, all the way across the river — completed his degree studies (in 2008) and is now the head basketball coach at Raleigh-Egypt High School. After playing professionally in Spain for 15 years, Turner is an operations specialist for Shelby County Schools and an assistant coach at Mitchell. (Turner married his high-school sweetheart, the former Desma Hunt, who also played basketball at Memphis State. The couple has five daughters, but Turner finds himself cheering soccer players.) Upon being released from prison in 2011, Bedford returned to Memphis. He got married in 2014, now works for a car dealership, and has volunteered as a mentor with Shelby County Juvenile Court. After 22 years with Pepsi, Boyd is now director of the M Club, his alma mater’s athletic alumni association.

Sports history is measured in the fabled record book. And you’ll find record books that ignore the 1984-85 Memphis State Tigers. After all the team has been through over the past three decades, such an omission seems more and more careless to history.

“We played in the Final Four,” Boyd emphasizes. “As far as it being vacated, I hate that. But I still have my Final Four ring. You can’t edit history.”

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Dwight Boyd

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Dwight Boyd

“When it happened, it hurt momentarily,” says Turner. “But it doesn’t hurt to this day. I know what we accomplished. The blood, sweat, and tears. I know what went into it. You can’t take away all the hard work, all the fun we had, what we built together. It was a great time. The biggest thing: we were all from [Memphis]. It’s like we had been waiting for each other. And we grew together.”

“That should be the poster team for real life,” says Askew. “Good decisions, bad decisions. Successful people, and people still trying to find their way. But at the end of the day, we’re all family.”

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TV Minus Zombies, ESPN, and Food Channel

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Six months ago I switched to basic cable, the cheapskate option in my AT&T U-verse package. I did it to save a little money, gain a little quality time, and make a symbolic protest against AT&T and ESPN, which I blame for jacking up my monthly bill to $174 and ruining civilization as we know it.

Resolutions are easy in January. Most of the football bowl games I wanted to watch were on broadcast stations ABC, NBC, CBS or FOX. There were Christmas gift DVDs to enjoy instead. Then it got harder. ESPN has fought back against people like me by capturing exclusive rights to more and more events. Here is my report.

Total Savings: The difference between my old 280-channel package and my new 15-channel package is $40 a month, or $240 for six months. The savings should be more than that, but AT&T charges cheapskates and Luddites $15 a month for equipment that is “free” with other packages. Offsetting expenses: Netflix subscription for $7.99 a month, $4 beers at sports bars.

Most Grief Taken: My wife loves the AMC zombie show “The Walking Dead.” She reminds me about once a week. Offsetting factor: The Brad Pitt movie helped, but the zombie appetite is not easily sated. If I break it will be due to zombies.

Second biggest loss: Who knew the Grizzlies would go so far in the Playoffs, and that several of the games would only be on ESPN? Or that Michigan would beat Kansas in a thrilling game on TBS? Offsetting factor: Mooching off neighbors.

Third biggest loss: Watching people cook on “Chopped.” Offsetting factor: Actually cooking.

Other regrets: French Open and Wimbledon early rounds. Offsetting factor: ABC highlights and replays, if you don’t mind knowing Federer and Nadal lost.

Worthwhile discoveries on basic cable stations: None. The major networks are a wasteland and appear to have given up on everything except reality shows and copycat crime shows. Offsetting factor: Black Hawks and Bruins in NHL Playoffs and WKNO documentary on Henry Ford.

Best rented movies I would not have seen otherwise: “Sherlock Holmes” and “In Bruges”.

Worst rented movie I would not have seen otherwise: “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close”.

Long books I probably wouldn’t have read otherwise: “Blue Latitudes” by Tony Horwitz and “11/22/63” by Stephen King.

Smug moment: Pointing out newspaper stories about Evil ESPN and viewers cutting cable and asking people “Does Paula Deen have a show?”

Sick moment: ESPN ends sharing agreements with broadcast stations for major events. AT&T comes up with more fees.

Guilty pleasure: Surfing 200 stations while on vacation and watching Paula Deen and Matt Lauer on “Today” on NBC.

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Two Down, Final Four to Go

Haven’t we been here before? A John Calipari-coached Memphis Tiger basketball team has found its way to that hallowed section of your office bracket known as the NCAA tournament’s Sweet 16. With 30-plus wins and a top-five national ranking, winners of Conference USA’s regular-season and tournament championships, star power that borders on excess, Memphis fans should be thrilled.

But it’s not enough. Not this year.

Spoiled with success as Tiger Nation may be, this is the season — the weekend just ahead — that will stand out in bold on this program’s long, proud history. Anything less than the school’s first Final Four berth in 23 years will be seen as falling short of expectations. And when you factor in the precious single-season window the Tigers have with Derrick Rose at point guard, anything less than a national championship may leave a wound of regret.

Here are four keys — the final four, you might say — to the Tigers reaching the NCAA’s third weekend.

A Shooter’s Chance

The Tigers had their share of stars last week in Little Rock, but the difference-maker was reserve guard Willie Kemp. In drilling four of his five three-point attempts (the rest of the team was two for 11), Kemp’s shooting against Mississippi State provided the necessary cushion that allowed the Tigers to survive their own free-throw ineptitude (eight misses in 16 shots over the final two minutes).

Whether it’s Kemp again, or Doneal Mack, or more likely candidates like Rose or Chris Douglas-Roberts, the Tigers must find a shooter for each tournament contest, one who will stretch the opponent’s zone defense and create the gaps for dribble-drives that have become the team’s offensive weapon of choice.

In describing the struggles of the 2004 Olympic team, Calipari once said, “Shooting makes up for a multitude of sins on a basketball team.” Tiger fans still grind their teeth over the sins of the 2006 NCAA regional finals, when Memphis took 54 shots against UCLA and made exactly 17 (31 percent). Another 40 minutes like that and a dream season ends in a cold sweat.

Tag Team Inside

Calipari’s bench management against the Bulldogs was the most impressive in his eight years as Tiger coach. He essentially had 15 big-man fouls to give against MSU’s formidable frontcourt, and he used 14 of them, with 25 seconds to spare (the time left when Joey Dorsey joined Robert Dozier on the bench with his fifth foul). Despite the foul difficulty, Dorsey picked up his first double-double (13 points, 12 rebounds) in 10 NCAA tournament games. Dozier and Shawn Taggart combined for nine offensive rebounds, critical stats in a three-point victory.

“Shawn gives us what we haven’t had since I’ve been here: that big guy off the bench,” Calipari said after a win in mid-January. “We can tell [Joey] if you don’t play well — you foul — you sit, and we win anyway. You need that to coach a team to the level we’re trying to [reach].”

The enigmatic Dorsey was at his ferocious best Sunday, two days after a mediocre outing against Texas-Arlington. He needs to bottle the energy he displayed against the Bulldogs for the Tigers to beat the next MSU they face.

“[Joey’s] going to be held to a standard he’s capable of reaching,” Calipari stresses. “When he comes and he’s ready to play — an intense athlete like he is — there is no rage. He’s beating [the opponent] to every spot, he’s grabbing the ball with two hands. There’s no need for rage. I challenge him, because I want him to be the best in the country at what he does.”

Stars Must Shine

“Arrogance is what gets you in trouble,” Calipari says. “Swagger is based on great preparation, being prepared to play anyone, anytime.”

Rose and Douglas-Roberts will ultimately be remembered as the faces of the 2007-’08 Memphis Tigers. CDR is the program’s first first-team All-American in 15 years. Rose is all but certain to be a top-five NBA draft selection in June. They are the tandem that must be at its best for Memphis to reel off four more wins in the NCAA tournament.

CDR averaged 20 points and Rose 17 in the two games in Little Rock. Rose added seven assists and nine rebounds to his line against Mississippi State. Perhaps most critically, these are the two Tigers capable of winning games at the free-throw line, so Rose will have to improve on his four-for-nine performance in the second round.

“Everybody has to be at their best,” Rose says, as deferential as your garden-variety freshman sensation. “Coach has been saying every position, every player has to be on their game.” For a national championship, this NBA All-Star-to-be needs to be on his game and bring his teammates along for the run.

Defense: First, Last, and Always

The loudest cheers heard all season long at FedExForum came not when the Tigers had possession of the ball — though a few Dorsey dunks did shake the rafters — but when they were seizing control of a game defensively — a relatively routine basket made by the likes of Douglas-Roberts, followed by the immediate transition into a full-court press that can exhaust an opponent before it’s even able to establish a halfcourt offensive set.

This is the variable most under the Tigers’ (and Calipari’s) control. Utilizing his bench to its ninth and tenth man, Calipari can keep five fresh, quick players on the floor for an entire game. That quickness and energy are the chemical ingredients to a press that demands another team to be just as quick to break it. And no one on the Tiger roster takes a breather in the fullcourt press. In many respects, Dorsey plays the most valuable role, that of midcourt rover, quick enough to cover either side of the court and large enough to pick off passes made by opposing guards trapped in the backcourt.

“Our press is our bread and butter,” Douglas-Roberts says. “We try to get at least three steals a game off the press. When it’s effective, it opens up our transition game. We take great pride in it. We feel like a lot of teams can’t press like us, because we’re so deep. We can go 10 or 11 deep and still press. [Dorsey’s] the intimidator back there. He’s like the goaltender. If we happen to get beat on the press, he’s back there to block it or muck it up.”