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Coach McDonnell + Coach Umile + Coach Bridgeman = Success
By Michael Cooper
Friday, December 10, 2004
HOLLER! Unfortunately, I am not going to write my last article before Christmas break about the Red Sox, Patriots or Syracuse. In fact, Kevin Millar, Tom Brady and Carmelo Anthony aren't even mentioned once. But maybe that is a good thing. I decided to write it on college. Every senior here is experiencing many unforgettable moments that will happen for the last time. I still remember when my uncle told me that before I left for Durham this summer, and it took five months for it to hit me.
Last Sunday taught me a lesson I will never forget. Last Sunday taught me about memories. Last Sunday taught me to have fun every single minute you are doing something you enjoy because soon it will all come to an end, and you will only be able to recollect on the past. That incident last Sunday was due to UNH's head football coach Sean McDonnell. Anybody that has ever even spoken to this man is very fortunate. I consider myself so lucky that my time was extended to three years. Soon it will happen with men's hockey coach Dick Umile and shortly after with women's lacrosse coach Sandy Bridgeman. I am incredibly fortunate, because I have covered sports for some of the friendliest coaches the NCAA has to offer.
And everybody at UNH is also fortunate because they can all tell their friends that their school has the best coaches overall in the NCAA. I might be biased because I go here, but I guarantee you that I would not feel the same if I were writing for another school. One of the biggest things that last Sunday taught me was enjoy every second you have at this school. Whether it be in the McConnell clusters for three days consecutively for at least five hours at a time working on a project, whether it be having a snow fight at two a.m. during the first night of snow or whether it be blasting the theme song to 'Goof Troop' until your roommate doesn't want to hear it anymore, enjoy every second of it because it will soon all be a thing in the past. On Sunday, Coach McDonnell started memory road for me, and graduation is getting harder and harder for me to fathom.
I have spoken to many student-athletes here, and so many of them respect their coaches. And then you look at ESPN and you are hearing about so many players transferring because of problems with their coach or coaches being throawn out of games left and right. No, men's basketball coach Phil Rowe does not have the Bobby Knight mentality of screaming at his players and getting thrown out of games left and right, but he still finds a way to have a 4-3 record and a high chance to win the America East conference (in my mind) while his players highly respect for him. No, Coach McDonnell might not have the prestigious reputation that South Carolina football coach Lou Holtz may have, but he still finds ways to go from a 5-7 season to a 10-3 season. These are just two coaches at our school that are one of a kind. The list goes on and on.
I sit here at this computer staring in complete shock because I do not know another word to type. This man has helped me out so much on my road to a successful life that words cannot begin to express. Like I said before, I cannot express enough to every single one of you how much you need to cherish every second you spend on this campus. I like to think that I will be a 60-year-old retired man and living at the Greens and going out every night to hang out with my boys. Granted, they all might be 1/3 of my age, but as my Dad would say, that is just details. But not everyone can do that. So enjoy every minute you are here because Sunday taught me how quickly it all passes by. And to Coach Sean McDonnell, thank you for being a mentor, a helper to my articles and most of all, a best friend to me. You will NEVER be forgotten!
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