Red Auerbach (1917–2006)

I found I couldn't put this one down - it haunted me in some weird way. Maybe I've always had a soft spot for the Celtics of the Russel era, even though I never saw any of them play in a live game. Auerbach has been a mythical figure in my mind for a long time. This book very much humanizes him. And it's an interesting thing that these friends (of Auerbach) of many years get together every week for lunch. Hope to be doing something similar when I'm 80 - and to have interesting life show more experiences to talk about. And the present and future, too. show less

Loved the stories and the pictures they conjured of men sitting around the table with cigars, reliving the good 'ole days of the building of basketball in the US and the world. I would often picture the red arena seat in honor of Red that was his season ticket in "the smithy" at GW and smile.

Nice read with several stories from days gone by. Any basketball historian would enjoy the perspective offered in the book. Red is a wonderful character, both in real life and as the legend described by Feinstein.