Bob Cousy
Bob Cousy
Robert Joseph "Bob" Cousyis an American retired professional basketball player. Cousy played point guard with the Boston Celtics from 1950 to 1963 and briefly with the Cincinnati Royals in the 1969–70 season. Cousy first demonstrated his basketball abilities while playing for his high school varsity team in his junior year. He obtained a scholarship to the College of the Holy Cross, where he led the Crusaders to berths in the 1948 NCAA Tournament and 1950 NCAA Tournament and was named...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionBasketball Player
Date of Birth9 August 1928
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
That seemed to be the case with most of the teams based in the smaller towns - the fans were more rabid, and they wanted to literally kill the opposition.
French was my first language.
We had a strong relationship with Walter Brown, and felt that he was the best owner in the league.
I grew up in the heart of the Depression.
There were riots in just about every game we played with Syracuse.
The MVP award was very satisfying in terms of personal accomplishments, but the championship was the most important thing of all.
I had endured six years of frustration so I think winning it all meant more to me than most of the others on the team.
Kerner decided to trade my rights to the Chicago Stags, which sounded better to me than Tri-Cities, but the Stags folded up almost immediately.
I was the original socially depraved shy ghetto kid.
Indiana gets credit for having the most rabid basketball fans in the union, but Maine is a very, very active basketball state.
We lived in Yorkville until 1940, at which point we moved into the St. Albans neighborhood of Queens.
We lived in Yorkville, which is located on the East End of Manhattan. It's further east than Hell's Kitchen, and back then it was the kind of place where the roaches and cockroaches were big enough to carry away small children.
We played every night. Sometimes we'd stay overnight after a game, but we'd usually drive on to our next destination.
I was literally fabricated over in France and born about six months after the boat landed at Ellis Island. This was the heart of the Depression. For the first 12 years of my life we lived in a terrible ghetto on the East River.