Amico: Larry Bird Called, and I almost wrecked
The year was 2008 and I was doing a story on the U.S. men’s Olympic basketball team. Bird was a member of the original Dream Team of 1992. So I wanted his opinion on the current state of international hoops.
A friend in the industry told me just to call Bird at his office. At the time, Bird was the big basketball decision-maker for the Indiana Pacers.
“Sometimes he answers his own phone,” my friend said, before offering a glimmer of hope. “Worth a shot.”
So I called. Bird didn’t answer. I stammered through a voice mail, saying something about writing a story and wanting Bird’s input.
That was that. I figured I’d never hear from Bird. He’s a legend. I was doing this, whatever this is.
Five hours later, the phone rang. The call came from an Indianapolis area code. I was driving, and my eldest son, 3-years old at the time, was riding in his car seat. He was crying about something, I have no idea what.
All I knew was Larry Bird may be calling, and the kid couldn’t keep quiet. But I had to answer. I couldn’t miss a call from Bird.
So answer I did. I said hello.
“Sam?” asked the voice from the other end. I just sat in silence, stunned. I recognized that voice, that southern Indiana drawl. “Hey, it’s Larry Bird,” the voice said.
Of course, my son didn’t care if it was Larry Bird, Lady Bird Johnson or Big Bird. He just continued to scream.
I knew Bird could hear it. All of the Midwest and probably a couple New England states could hear it. But before I had a chance to say anything, Bird chuckled and chimed in.
“You either have a child or you’re married, because I hear a lot of bellyaching going on around you,” he said.
I apologized and told Bird I would need to pull over to get out my recorder and find a way to quiet the kid. He laughed and said, “It’s all good, Sam. Take your time.”
Bird was out-of-the-way gracious with someone he didn’t know. He behaved that way through the entire interview. I thanked him at the end of our conversation. “You got it,” he said. “Call me anytime.”
A Hoops Hero
I was a foot shorter, but Bird is the man after whom I modeled my game. I wanted to shoot like he did during his heyday with the Boston Celtics. I wanted to pass, I wanted to be a basketball assassin, I wanted to win.
