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BYANDREWR.GRAYBILL


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HEN I MOVED
to Manhattan in
the mid-1990s, I
became an avid
listener of “Mike
and the Mad Dog,” an afternoon sports
radio program on 660 WFAN. Al-
though the focus most days was on
New York’s jumble of professional
teams, the show boasted a national
profile. Thus, during my first spring
as a devotee, I was mystified (if also
charmed) by the airtime that the
co-hosts—Mike Francesa and Chris
Russo—allotted to discussing the tour-
naments put on by various obscure
New York-area Division I basketball
conferences, such as the Metro Atlan-
tic or the Northeast. While there was
an automatic bid to the NCAAs at
stake for the leagues’ champions,
winners like the Iona Gaels or the
Monmouth Hawks were virtually as-
sured a low seed and therefore a quick
exit from “the Dance.” Still, even if
early March is a fallow season for
many sports fans, squeezed between
the Super Bowl and Opening Day,
Mike and Mad Dog understood that
a certain portion of their listenership
hungered for this coverage.
“The Back Roads to March: The
Unsung, Unheralded, and Unknown
Heroes of a College Basketball Sea-
son” is aimed at just such an audi-
ence. To be sure, author John Fein-
stein makes passing mention of
perennial heavyweights like Kansas,
Kentucky, North Carolina and Duke
(his alma mater; class of ’77), but he
is far more interested in teams from
schools such as the University of
Maryland, Baltimore County (UMBC),
which upset top-ranked Virginia in
an opening-round game of the 2018
NCAA tournament, becoming the
first-ever No. 16 seed to defeat a
No. 1. There are 353 squads that com-
pete in NCAA men’s Division I basket-
ball, most of them much closer in
profile to UMBC than UVA. In his new
book, Mr. Feinstein spends the 2018-9
season with some of these over-
looked teams, introducing readers
to players and coaches familiar only
(if at all) to the most ardent hoops
enthusiast.
There is no better guide to this
world than Mr. Feinstein, who has
been enchanted with the college game
since 1965, when, as a boy growing
up in New York, he attended his first
tournament at the old Madison
Square Garden. He has since become
one of the nation’s most successful
and revered sports reporters, writing
for venues such as the Washington
Post and offering in-game commen-
tary on the CBS Sports Radio Net-
work. He is most famous, of course,
for the first of his three dozen pre-
vious books, “A Season on the Brink”
(1986), which chronicled his time
among the Indiana Hoosiers during
the 1985-6 basketball campaign, fo-
cusing especially on IU’s legendary
but irascible head coach, Bob Knight.
That volume has taken its deserved


place among the classics of sports-
writing, often appearing on “best-of”
lists with the likes of George Plimp-
ton’s “Paper Lion” (1966) and John
McPhee’s “Levels of the Game” (1969).
“The Back Roads to March” could
as well be titled “A Season on I-95,”
given all the time that Mr. Feinstein
spends in his car shuttling between
stops along the northeast corridor,
between New England and the mid-
Atlantic, as he drops in on countless
games from November through March.
(Mr. Feinstein’s gaze rarely crosses the
Appalachians, which will no doubt
distress fans of West Coast schools.)
We learn that despite basketball’s
being an indoor sport, the weather is
no small factor in the game, especially

for the coaches and players of these
smaller programs, who can only dream
of flying on chartered planes like the
sport’s royalty. (When Mike Krzyze-
wski of Duke, unhappy with an un-
inspired practice session, threatened
his team with a commercial flight,
they got the message.) Take, for in-
stance, the Black Knights of Army, who
early in the season must get out and
push their bus uphill after it dies in
a snowstorm on the way to a tour-
nament in Providence, where the ex-
hausted team promptly loses all three
of its matchups.
The theme that unites this dizzying
dramatis personae is an unquenchable
love of the game, even though most
will never coach or play in a March

Madness contest of much conse-
quence. As Mr. Feinstein explains in
the introduction: “In many ways, this
book is about Bjorn Broman,” a four-
year starter at Winthrop University in
Rock Hill, S.C. Although his Eagles
were soundly thumped in the quarter-
finals of the 2019 Big South Confer-
ence Tournament, Mr. Broman was
making hustle plays until the final
horn. “I just didn’t want it to end,”
he said afterward. “Basketball’s been
such a big part of my life for so long,
I wanted to play as long as I could
and as hard as I could.”
The heart and soul of the book,
however, is neither a player nor a
coach, but rather the Palestra, a sto-
ried Philadelphia gym, little changed

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The Back Roads to March


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since its opening in 1927, known as
the Cathedral of College Basketball
and home to the Penn Quakers as well
as the Philadelphia Big 5, an informal
grouping of local schools who face
off annually for bragging rights.
Mr. Feinstein makes multiple visits
during his reporting for the book.
For all its appeal, “The Back Roads
to March” misfires here and there.
Sports reporting, admittedly, is a genre
prone to cliché, but Mr. Feinstein is far
too good a writer to describe a UMBC
player having a great game as “un-
conscious,” or Sister Jean, the nona-
genarian team chaplain of the Loyola
(Chicago) Ramblers, as “sharp as a
tack.” More distracting are those

moments when Mr. Feinstein makes
himself the story, as when he describes
his behind-the-scenes campaign to get
Lefty Driesell—one of the winningest
coaches in college basketball history,
and clearly an author favorite—elected
to the Basketball Hall of Fame. I would
have preferred this episode stripped
of its self-congratulatory wrapping;
as Chris “Mad Dog” Russo often says
about commentators who suffocate
their listeners with too much informa-
tion, “Let the game breathe!”
Additionally, Mr. Feinstein largely
avoids criticism of any kind, save for
repeated (and merited) swipes at the
hypocrisy of the NCAA. Given the na-
tional conversation about the astro-
nomical cost of a college education,
one might expect Mr. Feinstein to
offer even brief commentary on the
vast sums spent by colleges and
universities on Division I basketball,
where—as of 2017—hoops coaches
were the highest paid public employ-
ees in eight U.S. states. (In 31 others,
that spot was locked down by a col-
lege football coach.) That UMBC, with
nearly 14,000 students but an endow-
ment of just over $100 million, would
open a $85 million state-funded
arena—and this months before the
historic win over Virginia—goes un-
questioned. Even for a relentlessly
uplifting book like this one, surely
there is room for a little more clear-
eyed skepticism.
On the other hand, love letters
rarely traffic in doubt or other un-
pleasantries, and “The Back Roads
to March” is nothing if not a long,
meandering, heartfelt missive to col-
lege basketball, best summed up for
Mr. Feinstein in the words of a plaque
that hangs inside the Palestra: “To
winthegameisgreat...Toplay the
gameisgreater...Buttolovethe
game is the greatest of all.” Words
to live by, whatever the contest.

Mr. Graybill is a professor
of history and director of the
William P. Clements Center
for Southwest Studies at
Southern Methodist University.

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