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Coach Green: Coach Prepares Kids For NBA And Life
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| Coach Tyrone Green at his home in Queens.
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By Courtenay Redis
Swiveling in his desk chair, Tyrone Green is a man in constant motion dressed in high-top shoes, T-shirt and long shorts, looking 10 years younger than his 58 years. Coach Green tells me that every kid is welcome to his practices and most come by word of mouth. He’s been running basketball teams and community clinics for the last two decades, and has seen more than his share make it to the NBA and WNBA. Born in the Bronx but raised in the Astoria Housing Projects in Queens, Green knows first hand the odds stacked against many of his players. He plans to continue to improve those odds through the nonprofit he founded in 2000, For the Good of the Neighborhood. The program currently operates at PS 141, PS 149 and IS 10 in Queens; Ft. Green in Brooklyn; and Westchester. Promoting academic and athletic development for kids in the NYC metro area, it welcomes kids of any age, talent level, race or economic status. “Mr. Green don’t discriminate,” he said. His business cards and Team Noah T-shirts read, “it takes a village to raise a child.” For Green, education is the key that unlocks the potential for the kids he coaches. “Not every kid is going to the NBA,” he said, or even play ball in college. Yet basketball hooks the kids, and once Green has their attention he brings in drug awareness counselors, holds essay-writing contests and enlists a friend who ran the gang unit at Rikers Island to put a little fear in their hearts. He’s hoping to keep these big-city kids young while exposing them to the mature risks lurking in their schools and streets. When his kids walk around in shoes without laces, or pants below their underwear line without belts, he educates them on the history of that style (prison inmates who are denied things with which to hang themselves or others). When they use the “N word,” he expounds on the history of slavery and discrimination in America and tells them that their homeboy talk just set back Martin Luther King Jr. and Malcolm X’s accomplishments by a few decades. “Mr. Green don’t play that,” he said of himself, and in his four years in one of the toughest neighborhoods in the city, Bedford-Stuyvesant in Brooklyn, he faced off with members of the newly-forming Bloods and Crips gangs who had to check their coats (and guns) at the door if they wanted to play on his court. And they did. For a man who keeps an NCAA championship ring in a safe deposit box and a Final Four ticket in a glass case, who sits under a wall full of the game’s memorabilia, Green’s oft-repeated phrase that, “it’s not about basketball,” seems at first hard to believe. Yet, among the countless framed photos, albums, newspaper clippings and trophies decorating his living room in Flushing, Green tells me his favorite is a an old 4-by-6 photo on his mantle, of him sitting among a group of elementary school students in a classroom. He said of all his collection, this particular snapshot holds the greatest meaning. It represents what’s most important to a man who coached four boys into NBA status and an WNBA all-star. “Getting a good education,” and becoming respectful, good men and women, is the legacy Green wants to be remembered for. Again, it’s not about basketball. “I tell all the parents,” of the 12 to 18 year olds he coaches, “that I guarantee your kid will graduate from high school,” Green said. And what’s more, he makes a point of keeping them in college as long as possible even when they and their parents fight him to go pro. Green is recognized nationally as the man who helps develop future NBAers, with the likes of Joakim Noah, Ron Artest, Lenny Cooke and WNBA star Chamique Holdsclaw on his score card. And while he revels in the success of his players, he takes as much delight in what he has kept them from doing. His role in keeping kids in school, off drugs, out of gangs is, in his eyes, his greatest achievement. Green’s resistance to the pressure on talented players to sign contracts before finishing college, or even worse, straight out of high school, is an ongoing battle he wages among the city’s poor who see the NBA as a way out of the hood.
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| Coach Tyrone Green has coached several kids now in the NBA, including, Joakim Noah of the Chicago Bulls.
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Whether rich or poor, Green is a stabilizing force in many of his kids’ lives. For one of his “adopted sons,” Joakim Noah, now a power forward with the Chicago Bulls, Green provided firm grounding and New York street wisdom for the child of celebrity parents who aspired to be a great ball player. Joakim’s mother, Cecilia Rodhe, Miss Sweden 1978, raised Joakim and his sister Yelena in Paris near their father Yannick Noah, the last Frenchman to win at Rolland Garros. Although Yannick didn’t agree with the decision at the time, Cecilia moved the kids to the Hell’s Kitchen section of Manhattan in part to expose Joakim to the language of basketball. At 5’ 9”, and all of 13 years old, Joakim walked into his neighborhood’s Police Athletic League center where Green was the director. According to Green, Noah’s attitude outweighed his talent but over time the kid grew into his lanky frame and through a combination of high energy, hard work and strong desire became one of the best players in the city. “No All-American ever walked into my practice,” Green responds when asked if he saw Joakim’s potential from the beginning. “Joe didn’t have the talent but he had a work ethic I’ve never seen in another kid.” Green’s goal in life before he leaves this world is to open up a facility in the Astoria Housing Projects of his childhood. He believes the city could do more for poor people, not just kids, but adults re-entering the workforce and senior citizens, too. He wants to make that happen in Astoria. “Kids shouldn’t have to go out of their hood to play and compete, to be given opportunities,” and older adults should be able to find the services they need close to home. Green’s dream of building a program of his own across from the housing projects where he was raised takes up more real estate in his mind than ever before. After a 10-year battle with cancer, his beloved wife, Cookie, passed away in April. Childhood sweethearts who met when Tyrone was 15 and Cookie, “was a 16-year old robbing the cradle,” Green said with a big grin, they married in their early 20s and bought a two-story home on a quiet, tree-lined street near Queens College. He plans to name his facility after Cookie, and will model it on all the best aspects of the programs he has run over the past 15-plus years. Cookie’s center will offer S.A.T. prep and G.E.D. classes, computers, programs for senior citizens, double dutch, pool, weights, hobby classes and, of course, basketball. Hanging up the phone, which rings quite frequently, Green swivels back around in his chair to tell me about the clinic he’s holding the next day in Long Island City. True to what he teaches the kids about always having a Plan B, the coach has lined up a couple of players to back-up Joakim. As the headliner of the clinic, he will be flying in the following morning to shoot hoops, sign autographs and, perhaps, speak about his own recent experience getting caught in Florida with an open container and some marijuana in his pocket. “I’ve never met a bad kid,” Green said. “Some kids just have issues.” In the face of the media flap-up over Joakim’s arrest in Florida, both fathers defend their son. Green tells the story of when they were walking through some tough streets when Joakim first came to New York and the boy expressed such sympathy and dismay over the homeless sleeping in the street. From Green’s perspective, Joakim’s a lover of humanity, evidenced in part by the clinics and teams that his support of FTGOTN creates, and in the basketball centers he is building in Johannesburg and Cameroon. By Green’s reckoning, Joakim simply made a mistake, like a lot of other young people, and from this mistake might be able to teach the kids on Saturday a lesson, too. It’s a setback that can become a positive – and, really, doesn’t that fit perfectly with Green’s mission? Before Ty Green heads out for his nightly walk around the neighborhood (he likes to walk, and walks a lot, given that he has never learned to drive), he proudly escorts me downstairs to see his new plasma flat-screen TV and the mammoth BBQ he received as early Father’s Day gifts from Joakim and his daughter. “Bullets don’t have names or eyes, but God has kept me alive doing this work,” Green said. |
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