James Naismith |
By John Maxwell
Disheartened after another day of failing to connect with his students, the young teacher trudged upstairs to his office and slumped down at his desk chair in defeat. He was angry, and he had every right to be mad. After all, his boss at the YMCA had assigned him a seemingly impossible task. He had been handed a classroom full of misbehaving mischief-makers whom he somehow was expected to make enthusiastic about physical fitness—within two weeks. His three predecessors each had been dismissed after unsuccessful attempts to interest the unruly young men in exercise. Unless something changed, it looked like he would be following their footsteps out the door.
Disheartened after another day of failing to connect with his students, the young teacher trudged upstairs to his office and slumped down at his desk chair in defeat. He was angry, and he had every right to be mad. After all, his boss at the YMCA had assigned him a seemingly impossible task. He had been handed a classroom full of misbehaving mischief-makers whom he somehow was expected to make enthusiastic about physical fitness—within two weeks. His three predecessors each had been dismissed after unsuccessful attempts to interest the unruly young men in exercise. Unless something changed, it looked like he would be following their footsteps out the door.
As for activities, his options were limited. Winter weather had forced
the physical education class indoors to the gymnasium, and his students showed
absolutely no attraction to the usual calisthenics: push-ups, sit-ups, and the
like. Also, since many of the students were notorious troublemakers, any sport
lending itself to rough play was off limits. He had found that out the hard way
after an aborted attempt to introduce lacrosse had ended in a slew of injuries.
He had tried derivations of indoor soccer too, but the students had been
completely unreceptive to them.
Mulling over the predicament, the young gym instructor concluded that
nothing of the usual variety would hold the attention of his students. He
needed to come up with a new game. He then began to think abstractly about the
team sports he knew, recognizing that, at root, each involved a ball and a
goal. He decided a larger, softer ball would be most appropriate for an indoor
game. To eliminate violence, he wanted to move away from a type of goal which
encouraged forceful or fast-moving shots as in hockey or soccer. Consequently,
he hit upon the idea of a goal with an opening at the top rather than on the
side to require an arcing or looping trajectory for shots. Since defenders
could easily surround and guard such a box-goal, he chose to mount it above
their heads. Finally, to prevent the rough collisions of tackling, he
stipulated that the person with the ball could not advance it on foot but only
by passing.
After several hours spent pondering how the game would be played, the
young teacher drew up a list of thirteen rules and had them typed out. He then
asked the gymnasium’s facility manager for two wooden boxes so that he could
construct the goals. The building superintendent did not have any boxes but
provided two peach baskets instead. The next day the young instructor nailed
the baskets about 10 feet above the floor of the gym and put the rules of his
newly created sport on display. Not only did the game appeal to his students,
within a matter of months basket-ball had caught on at YMCAs around the
country. The once-discouraged gym teacher, James Naismith, had invented a sport
which would go on to become one of the most popular in the world. In 2010 its
original rules, which Naismith had scrawled on two pieces of paper, sold for $4.3
million!
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