The Union Leader business editor is a guy by the name of Bill Regan, a friend and co-worker of my pal Kevin Gray, and last week Bill sent an e-mail to ask which day might work for him to come up and rebound. That day turned out to be tonight.
So after the student-faculty basketball game (We won but lost … I won’t get into it.), and after Noah got us jump-stared by rebounding for the first 57, Mr. Regan came through the gym door.
A little from the resume: He grew up in San Francisco in the ’60s and ’70s (I probably should have fired up some Grateful Dead instead of the traditional Springsteen), was nicknamed “Spot” by his high school basketball teammates for being the one white guy on the team, and at the age of 38 while playing hoop suffered an arrhythmia serious enough that he probably shouldn’t be standing today.
Yet here he is on the basketball court, and we’re grateful for that, because the man knows how to get a ball back to the foul line in short order. I’m guessing he’s about 6-foot-4, but he moved quickly back and forth, one side to the other, flicking back hard bounce pass after hard bounce pass on the way to 1,800 made foul shots in just a hair over two hours.
It was a good night, made all the better by the fact that Bill said he’d be happy to come back and do it all over again. I’m looking forward to it.
That’s 137,407 down, 862,593 to go to 1 million made foul shots.