Friday. January 13, 1970
THE DAILY JAR HEEL
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History is chock full of famous sons who approached
manhood with a fatherly hand caressing their shoulders. Despite
the grip whether loose, directing or tight all dads to date have
usually been concerned foremost with their children's welfare.
The Bible tells of Joseph, sold into Egyptian slavery by his
jealous brothers, being pursued by his father, Jacob. Then came
George Washington, who thanks to fatherly influence couldn't
tell a no-no after he accidentally axed the old cherry tree. Even
today, when fellows like Graduate Benjamin find parential
guidance a little too strenuous, are fathers still dedicated to the
proposition that no son is created equal.
Our society is structured in such a way that only a few
fortunate fathers can be publically recognized for their guidance.
But they should represent all other dads that have initiated
father-son relationships leading their kids successfully into
manhood, whether it be a milkman, salesman or spaceman.
There are many types of kinship, but all seem to have a
universal purpose in mind. Tar Heel twins Ed Fogler and Jim
Delany are capping off similarly productive college careers in
which they became teammates, close friends, roommates and
then fraternity brothers.
They enjoyed, however, ironically contrasting parental
relationships during their adolescense.
Eddie Fogler, for example, is often more of a brother to his
father than a son, although he's well aware of .the limitations
involved. . -
"We're brothers alright," jokes Eddie, "until I step out of line
and then he becomes my father again. I guess you could consider
us brothers as long as it's understood that the big brother
dominates."
Jim Delany, on the other hand, has played against high school
teams his dad coached and enjoys more of a defined relationship.
"We get into some pretty deep raps," says Jim, "but they are
concerned more with philosophies and ideologies than personal
experiences." . -
One thing the Fogler and Delany households have in common
abundance, though, is mutual respect. In almost all cases, the
fathers make their own decisions and the sons do the same.
"My father was very anxious for me to stay in New York City
and play college ball,". Fogler recalls. But the final decision to
come South was mine alone. When I thought of transferring after
my sophomore year, he still favored my return home. But again'
my father let me have the final say and I came back to Carolina."
'Aggressive Influences'
Delany 's dad was a top prep coach at Southside (N.J.) High
School for many years and naturally tried to steer Jim towards
athletics. But, as Delany tells it, they determined early who
would decide the nature and extent of Jim's participation.
"My frzrsd father, father, and brother had all been captains of Yonkers Raceway, contributing whatever small money they had
basketball and baseball at ray high school St. Benedict's), bet in the first seven races to the tack's income,
explains Ddany. "So understandably, rny dad wanted me to play
baseball, too. I had decided not to go out for the team ray Just before the last race, Eddie slipped away to the window
sophomore year and my father became a little annoyed that I was and placed a few dollars he had left over for school on a iongshot
limiting my interests to basketball. - one-three combination. ,
"He was pitching batting practice to me one afternoon and ; "We watched the beginning of the race while walking from the
noticed rny lack of concentration," Jim continued. "So he grandstand," recalls Eddie. "My father was anxious to beat the
brushed me back with a pitch. I lined the next one off his ankle, traffic and wanted me to follow.
and he's never said a word about baseball to me since." ; ( "j Mon leaving I noticed that the one-horse had broken
When it came time to decide between his numerous college to the lead. To stop rny dad I had to tell him about the bet He
offers, Delany also made the choice himself.
looked at me disgustedly for a second and whipped around to
yell. Vmon three, c'mon three!' ' .
"I went to my father for intellectual advice on schools because
he's an educator," the Ail-New Jersey State pick said. "But he "Sure enough the three-horse finished second and we broke
wanted me to be happy above all and thought I'd have the most even for the night."
success determining my own school." . , fiut undoubtedly the most amusing 'story comes from the
The scrappy, aggressive play of Delany and Fogler in the Tar Delany clan.
Heel back court is also somewhat related to fatherly influence.
Frank Delany, a thin, soft-spoken man, coached for many
years in the rugged Newark City League. Among a diversity of
player types, he long preached the art of clean, aggressive play
whUe putting out 100 per cent every minute on the court.
The sight of young Delany, himself, diving on the floor or into
the seats for loose balls or stalking his man from baseline to
baseline is reminiscent of the style his dad favors.
"Ever since I began playing organized ball I have been a very
competitive player," says Jim. "I've always believed that being
aggressive and not holding back leads to doing everything else to
the utmost." "'
t Jim was a freshman sixth man when his St. Benedict's varsity
played Frank Delany's Southside team.
St. Benedict's was holding its own against the powerful
Newark squad when Jim entered the game with several minutes
left in the contest.
Delany got the ball and drove past the Southside bench
heading for his favorite move towards the baseline.
Well aware of his son's talents, Coach Delany yelled frantically
to his defense, "Watch the baseline, watch the baseline!" .
With the baseline now closed down, Jim quickly reversed left
and threw in a right hand hook shot. On his way back past the
. Southside Coach, the young Delany smiled and shouted, You
Fogler adheres to much of the same philosophy, although his dont know ALL my moves,"
father's guidance was not always restricted to the basketball
court. Indeed he didn't.
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A former cab driver in New York'that now owns an insurance
agency, Mr. Fogler is a Jewish man who has taught his son never
to back down from the challenges a member of a minority group
might encounter in the tough City.
Although Eddie's high school fame made him, an unlikely
target for the normal attacks of racism, Fogler's play on the
hardwood reflects the very philosophy his father opines.
"Despite who you "know," says Eddie, "sooner or later
someone calls you a dirty Jew. Then you decide how to answer
the challenge and you react." .
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All of Fogler's answering has been on the court where he was a
two-time All-New York . City selection with the likes of Lew .:j
Alcindor, Mike Maloy and Charlie Davis. 5:$
He played prep, after-school and summer leagues with all thei
bis namesJn college basketball today and then decided to accept i
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Through it all, his dad has been his best and most loyal fan.
Following the Maryland game z College Park, Mr. Fogler was.
standing nearby Terrapin Assistant Coach George Raveling,'
formerly a Viilanova aid.
"Villanova scouted Fogler and said he would never play
college ball," he bellowed proudly within earshot of Raveling.
"Never play, they said, never play." .
'C'mon Three; Baseline'
Few intimate father-son relationships are without those
humorous events that can be retold time and time again.
Fogler once fouled out of an important high school game his
senior year after scoring 30 points and nearly engineering an
upset over a heavily favored opponent.
Upon leaving the court, Eddie was greeted with a thunderous
ovation from the partisan home crowd that had watched his
magical antics for three years. When the applause subsided and
the gym grew quiet, Ed's father said his piece
Mr. Fogler rose from his scat in the bleachers and removed his
glasses.
"Hey, ref, you want to borrow these," he shouted, waving his
specs to the rollicking pleasure of the fans. "I think you need
them."
And then there was the time at the races the two Foglers are
frequent visitors at the track plus professional and college
basketball games.
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