In the Southern California Sportscasters Association luncheon last week at Lakeside greens at Toluca Lake, we went into Tommy Hawkins, a long-time neighborhood broadcaster whom additionally struggled to obtain years in community affairs because of the l . a . Dodgers.
“I broke Doug in,” he told Lisa Bowman, a broadcaster that is former.
“You did?” she reacted.
“Just ask him,” replied Hawkins.
We nodded having an amused smiled.
“How’d you break him in?” Bowman wondered.
“Introduced him around. . . revealed him the ropes,” related Hawkins. “Assured him that Wilt (Chamberlain) wouldn’t bite their head off. . .”
We nodded once again, and started taking into consideration the 1968-69 NBA period by which I happened to be a wide-eyed, naive, energetic, young reporter assigned to cover a Laker team that do not only had Chamberlain, Elgin Baylor and Jerry western, but less popular players like Mel Counts, Johnny Egan, Keith Erickson, Billy Hewitt, Freddie Crawford and, needless to say, Tommy Hawkins.
At that time, Hawkins had been a 32-year-old, 6-foot-5 book ahead away from Notre Dame in the tenth period when you look at the NBA, plus it would turn into his last one.
For an excellent part of the normal period, I happened to be truly the only journalist traveling utilizing the 11-man Laker group, and became type of its de facto man that is 12th.
Really, by mid-season I became addressed as a result because of the players, and would play cards using them when on the road and would ride the bus with them to the arenas with them during the plane trips and be invited to have dinner.