By RAHN ADAMS
For better than seven years, / he was a tennis man / through thirteen seasons / in spring and fall.
He fairly lived at the courts / and behind the wheel / that turned on the chances / of a fortunate draw.
It wasn’t about who they played; / it was who they were / as players, as people, / whether good or bad.
“I’m just the bus driver,” / he’d always say / when they won their matches / and grabbed some glory.
But he was more than that; / he knew it in spirit / and so did they all, / getting where they needed to go.
I love learning new things about you. Congratulations Coach Rahn!
Thanks, Neal. I coached basketball at West, too. That was more familiar, but I had some good mentors there. One coach taught me all the X’s and O’s of coaching basketball; another old coach showed me how to deal with the kids, though I wasn’t as good as he was at taking care of them.