Sometimes the breadcrumbs are pretty clear, aren’t they? The conference of champions said “that’s a wrap.” The Boston Celtics are playing a game coached by a member of the ’86 title team and Bill Walton, linked in ways large and small to all, has passed away.
“A box of rain will ease the pain and love will see you through.”
In every direction after this gut punch, the love for Walton was a blinding beam of light. I started pondering his life and it is amazing how many chapters of it could be their own standalone story.
His UCLA days seem a myth, a fish story. He really went 21-22 from the floor in an NCAA title game. His reverence for John Wooden was a torch he carried all his days. Walton’s NBA tenure was decorated, certainly. Multiple rings — very different tenures in Portland and then Boston. Had his body not broken down, who knows what he might have been? Arguably on the list of best big men of all-time.
He was undoubtedly on the list of world’s tallest Deadheads. Big Red was easily spotted at shows around the world. Rick Carlisle shared the story Monday of Walton getting him tickets to see them not far from us in the Capital Center. He just sent Carlisle to the backdoor by the loading dock for passes. Carlisle was far from a Deadhead, but he needed a miracle. Walton was that miracle. Carlisle’s date that night is now his wife.
Rick Carlisle on the passing of Bill Walton and a great story on how he helped him on his first date with his now wife. pic.twitter.com/iCw5yQ1fBw
— Cassidy Hubbarth (@CassidyHubbarth) May 27, 2024
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