09-14-2005, 12:50 PM
Ol' Kentucky honors Bradley; what about Indiana?
This story ran on nwitimes.com on Wednesday, September 14, 2005 12:42 AM CDT
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al hamnik
times columnist
A very special honor will be bestowed Thursday in Louisville, Ky., on someone who, for once, doesn't wear a saddle.
You won't hear a word about it on the streets of East Chicago, which should be thumping its collective chest with pride. And it will go unnoticed throughout most of Indiana and Illinois, where the least said about checkered pasts, the better for its upstanding church folks.
Jim Bradley, the greatest basketball player this state ever produced, is an enigma to them.
And that's as tragic, as unfair, as the circumstances surrounding his death.
Bradley, who was Northern Illinois University's Player of the Century in 2000-01, will be inducted posthumously into the Kentucky Athletic Hall of Fame as a member of the 1974-75 American Basketball Association Kentucky Colonels. You may remember some of his teammates: Artis Gilmore, Wil Jones, Louie Dampier, Dan Issel, Gene Littles. The coaches were Hubie Brown and Stan Albeck.
The 6-foot-10 Bradley played basketball the way Leonard Bernstein conducted. He was a master of the game, able to play all five positions. At NIU, Bradley once was featured on the cover of Sports Illustrated. As a pro, there were comparisons to Julius Erving, Magic Johnson, Cazzie Russell, Oscar Robertson and George McGinnis.
Bradley led East Chicago Roosevelt to a 28-0 record and the 1970 Indiana state title. He was recruited by more than 300 colleges before picking Northern, which went 38-8 over two seasons with him on the floor.
He took the ABA by storm long before there was ESPN, cable TV and sports radio.
Sadly, young players today couldn't write a complete sentence about Bradley. He's a name without a face, without a history.
If the charismatic star had one glaring weakness during his short life, it was gullibility. He was too big-hearted, too friendly, too trusting. As his pro career eventually sputtered due to various injuries, he fell in with the wrong crowd. They used his celebrity to their advantage.
In the early morning hours of Feb. 20, 1982, Jim Bradley was ambushed and gunned down on a Portland backstreet after leaving the Copper Penny II, a local bar frequented by drug pushers.
Robbery was the motive, police said.
Bradley's friends back home said it was a tragic case of mistaken identity.
No arrests were ever made.
If any Hoosier rightfully deserves a place in the Indiana Basketball Hall of Fame, it's Jim Bradley. But for some strange reason, no coach or administrator ever nominated him. And if they did, it's doubtful the HOF would consider his induction, given the circumstances of his death.
They obviously are more forgiving in Louisville, where the Kentucky Colonels are the first team to be inducted en masse into the Kentucky Hall of Fame.
Kentucky has a heart, it would seem.
This column solely represents the writer's opinion. Reach him at ahamnik@nwitimes.com.
This story ran on nwitimes.com on Wednesday, September 14, 2005 12:42 AM CDT
ADVERTISEMENT
al hamnik
times columnist
A very special honor will be bestowed Thursday in Louisville, Ky., on someone who, for once, doesn't wear a saddle.
You won't hear a word about it on the streets of East Chicago, which should be thumping its collective chest with pride. And it will go unnoticed throughout most of Indiana and Illinois, where the least said about checkered pasts, the better for its upstanding church folks.
Jim Bradley, the greatest basketball player this state ever produced, is an enigma to them.
And that's as tragic, as unfair, as the circumstances surrounding his death.
Bradley, who was Northern Illinois University's Player of the Century in 2000-01, will be inducted posthumously into the Kentucky Athletic Hall of Fame as a member of the 1974-75 American Basketball Association Kentucky Colonels. You may remember some of his teammates: Artis Gilmore, Wil Jones, Louie Dampier, Dan Issel, Gene Littles. The coaches were Hubie Brown and Stan Albeck.
The 6-foot-10 Bradley played basketball the way Leonard Bernstein conducted. He was a master of the game, able to play all five positions. At NIU, Bradley once was featured on the cover of Sports Illustrated. As a pro, there were comparisons to Julius Erving, Magic Johnson, Cazzie Russell, Oscar Robertson and George McGinnis.
Bradley led East Chicago Roosevelt to a 28-0 record and the 1970 Indiana state title. He was recruited by more than 300 colleges before picking Northern, which went 38-8 over two seasons with him on the floor.
He took the ABA by storm long before there was ESPN, cable TV and sports radio.
Sadly, young players today couldn't write a complete sentence about Bradley. He's a name without a face, without a history.
If the charismatic star had one glaring weakness during his short life, it was gullibility. He was too big-hearted, too friendly, too trusting. As his pro career eventually sputtered due to various injuries, he fell in with the wrong crowd. They used his celebrity to their advantage.
In the early morning hours of Feb. 20, 1982, Jim Bradley was ambushed and gunned down on a Portland backstreet after leaving the Copper Penny II, a local bar frequented by drug pushers.
Robbery was the motive, police said.
Bradley's friends back home said it was a tragic case of mistaken identity.
No arrests were ever made.
If any Hoosier rightfully deserves a place in the Indiana Basketball Hall of Fame, it's Jim Bradley. But for some strange reason, no coach or administrator ever nominated him. And if they did, it's doubtful the HOF would consider his induction, given the circumstances of his death.
They obviously are more forgiving in Louisville, where the Kentucky Colonels are the first team to be inducted en masse into the Kentucky Hall of Fame.
Kentucky has a heart, it would seem.
This column solely represents the writer's opinion. Reach him at ahamnik@nwitimes.com.